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yb and lm - on volts lyrics

[intro: yb]
f+ck the opps
free the guys
free kennington, you get me?
free up the opps t
gang

[verse 1: yb]
anywhere i step i move aggy (true)
ten toes with the ting in my trackie (splash)
had [?] screaming yb (why)
when they should have got turned into ammi (why)
black mask, black gloves, black ramsey (ram)
black tips, black car like [?]
little side beast, said that he splashed me
why lie, hold tight jazzy (my bro)
say they out in the field, took a trip to the field
they ain’t out in the field, they’re liars (they’re liars)
bally bottle with the steel, [?], you’re gonna feel how it feels when your lung gets sniper (ching)
one ped, two man, four shanks, we’ll whizz those feds, man avoid them sirens (man’s gone, man’s gone)
the opp+the opps ain’t nothing but dashers and liars
my block full of bangers and trappers (true)
chase bread, never chasing a badders (never)
chase opps so they know that we’re hazards (why)
little splash, so the yute got battered (got battered)
you’re wet, don’t talk ’bout hammers (don’t talk ’bout hammers)
big shanks on deck, big wappers (big wappers)
them man there jokes, bare actors (bare actors)
always bang for my bro, no matter (matter)
man step on volts (man step on volts)
two man dispatched
word to your block that we linked up bro
free man+free man lurking now
bare man dash, back my rams
had man screaming that he’s not involved
man know we run brixton road (true)
no, clearly don’t stick the code (why)
big blade tryna rip through coats (splash, splash)
(jook, jook)
man down and the amm’s getting took
man mash on the scene more noughts (more noughts)
splash, splash up an opp then go
splash, splash up an opp then go (man’s gone, man’s gone)
[verse 2: lm]
them man chat ’bout us but them man don’t do road (why, why)
i was in cunch, light and b in my mouth
really tryna get things sold
them man started this beef, but that’s on the streets
screaming that he ain’t involved
me, yb, step round there on volts
really tryna take man’s soul (ching, ching)
man’s pulled up on pr+cks and i’ve seen man skip
really tryna leave their bro (why, why)
them man fast but them man trip, oh sh+t
you know it’s getting got my bro
brown one said who done that dirt in the mains?
tell her it’s harlem o (harlem o)
tell her it’s harlem o (harlem o)
free up my bros, i’ve seen them man blow
ask them man, they know
i kept it show, i backed out shanks on my own (ching, ching, ching)
really tryna do a man’s goal (splash, splash splash)
bro’s too cold, he step round there on his own
really tryna score that goal
word
really tryna score that+really tryna score that goal
free them man, the spartans dem too gang
i bet they come home all wham
they scream out gang
none of them man there bang
and that yute done science (snitch)
trap and bang, none of them boys can’t hang
they rule death on man
harlem bang, can’t add a k to gang
kennington bop and bang (kennington bop and bang)

- yb and lm lyrics

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