Crime Rate

Sebz Beats, baby

I should've been at mosque doin'
Jummah on Friday (Stuffin' the mosque)
Instead, I'm tryna raise up the crime rate (Grrah)
Got shot in his face with the dotts
Now homicide squad tryna raid out my place (Pussies)
I slapped that shotty at - (Bap, bap)
I saw - and did the same thing (Grrah)
Slap two up the sawn-off barrel (Bap)
Or make that .38 calibre sing (Baow)

Tell me a time I gotta drop and flock (When? Tell me)

I jumped out with my shank in my hand (Bap)
I seen a grown man drop his takeaway box
I made hella man run when I popped that .4 (Grrah)
I put the spinner to -'s wig like a bitch
Had him laid out flat on the floor
He screamed out, "Please", but nobody stopped

We grabbed his jumper and stabbed him more (Ching, ching)
How much man got done by the F? (How many?)
It's literally buggin' my head (Bap, bap)
Couldn't catch his bro, so we done him instead
One shot out the Glock will put him to bed (To sleep)
- Got put to sleep (Haha)
I know they see that boy in his dreams (Puss')
They ain't rid in a hundred weeks

I need a link for a hundred glee (I do)

I need a wap with a torch (Bap)
So I can put it on full when I lurk at night
Can't chat about B, can't burst off mine (Bap, bap)
Know - got chinged for the thirteenth time
I slapped him once then chinged him again
Know that one there really hurt his pride (It did)
Got half of my backside down in jail (Free the guys)
Got two of us locked 'cah we murdered guys (Sebz Beats)

I should've been at mosque doin'
Jummah on Friday (Stuffin' the mosque)
Instead, I'm tryna raise up the crime rate (Grrah)
Got shot in his face with the dotts
Now homicide squad tryna raid out my place (Pussies)
I slapped that shotty at - (Bap, bap)
I saw - and did the same thing (Grrah)
Slap two up the sawn-off barrel (Bap)
Or make that .38 calibre sing (Baow)

We ain't big