Cranberry (feat. Mazza_l20)

Hey, KC
Plug me in
Al made it special
Ba-ba-boom
Olders, youngers, everyone's getting it
I ain't gonna shoot no one that's irrelevant
Load up the six shot if I get pissed off
Hell break loose if it's boot or pressing it
I know they heard about me
Broad day bootings, live in the B
Headshots only, gang get smokey
Trying to put a paigan's head by his feet
You ain't been opp block, five in a handy
Spotted a paigan, flew out the back seat
Me that slapped it, try do a hat trick
Pissed at the three eight bells, it ain't last me
Did it in dingers, did it in taxis
Pop them doors, turn paigans athletes
Fat boy ran off but didn't have fast feet
End of the story, we turned him cranberry
How many ops did me and ...
Get?
Got...
Got...
Got..., ran out of breath
Free JD, Jugger and S
They put my guys in a cage
Come, we put guys in a grave
Main road, pulled up five in that bulldog
Need that jump out, shut up the place
If it weren't me, it was done by the Gs
If it weren't us, it was more time Gaza
I ain't gonna swing my fists like warmer
The shot went bells, gonna burn like lava
That three two spinner same size as my palm
That sawn off dotty same size as Nala
I crept up, got sheffed up
How many ops got chopped like shawarma?
Yo
Give me the dotty, I know what to do
Head shot if I lean out the coupe
Ops ain't gonna try step on my shoes
They know that my head top's loose
They know if I step in the ride it's a wrap
Pull up, brap, brap, brap
Don't try run, get one in the back
Try play hero and get one in the hat
Olders, youngers, everyone's getting it
I ain't gonna shoot no one that's irrelevant
Load up the six shot if I get pissed off
Hell break loose if it's boot or pressing it
I know they heard about me
Broad day bootings, live in the B
Headshots only, gang get smokey
Trying to put a paigan's head by his feet
You ain't been opp block, five in a handy
Spotted a paigan, flew out the back seat
Me that slapped it, try do a hat trick
Pissed at the three eight bells, it ain't last me
Did it in dingers, did it in taxis
Pop them doors, turn paigans athletes
Fat boy ran off but didn't have fast feet
End of the story, we turned him cranberry
Yo
Olders, youngers, everyone's getting it
You ain't gonna shoot no one that's irrelevant
Shotgun twin pipe chunk like an elephant
Got smoke like weed in an element
Now he speaks with a speech impediment
Test gats on rats, experiment
He's an informant, giving intelligence
This spinner won't leave no evidence
Got smoked and now he's a skeleton
So I guess he ain't getting inheritance
Still in the trenches like I'm a veteran
Waxing a shotgun, shelled and peppered them
I had the laptop bag with a Remington
Pedal by days on a push bike peddling
Do it on sight, love the adrenaline
Too much metal, I'm still not selling them
Might come empty till I put men in them
Still not comfy, still not settling
Said I'm a psycho, still no medicine
He got sent to the light like Edison
I'm from Liverpool, not from Everton
You ain't never cut no face with a razor
You ain't never put no op in a paper
How can I miss when I've got got a laser?
Light or die, Dappy and Fraser
He got ripped off to man like a razor
That's a Go Fund Me, not a fundraiser
Stains on the pavement like I'm a painter
I know the killers, they owe me a favor
I was in school with a blade in me blazer
Made like 50K off a shaver
Hate from your neighbor, love from a stranger
Olders, youngers, everyone's getting it
I ain't gonna shoot no one that's irrelevant
Load up the six shot if I get pissed off
Hell break loose if it's boot or pressing it
I know they heard about me
Broad day bootings, live in the B
Headshots only, gang get smokey
Trying to put a paigan's head by his feet
You ain't been opp block, five in a handy
Spotted a paigan, flew out the back seat
Me that slapped it, try do a hat trick
Pissed at the three eight bells, it ain't last me
Did it in dingers, did it in taxis
Pop them doors, turn paigans athletes
Fat boy ran off but didn't have fast feet
End of the story, we turned him cranberry