Wisdom & Smoke
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Wisdom & Smoke

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SRB separation confirmed

Coming up on staging the burnout of these twin

Solid rocket boosters at two minutes five seconds

Listen, blazzard the whistle, hold it

Hit him, I told my darg don't miss him

Lower the window slowly

Point it, rinse out the clip at a victim

One month free, hit the bulls like shit then

My man's in the ecosystem

Flashback sitting in circle vans

Now I'm giving the whole ends wisdom

This dot-dot-dot flip bring the lugers

Ultra attack on any intruders

I can't go and I stain hands on

Now I got music consumers

Play your role or it's bench time, don't be useless

My homegirl wants a gallery, D-E-P-T, I bought her a few bits

Same gyal fling out the bits for the nuisance

Said it's G90 'cause of few quid

Look, my young bull stressed, he just done a boot in

Go and get nail clippers, your jacket

Got GSR discharge, no time for loosen

But on the bright side, who left the detectives clueless?

Yo, keep it hush

Look, nothing ain't rap cap, we really do this

We caught him now his best friend Judas

Any sign of a opp we're booting

If there's no whip then we do it on scooters

I don't know how the opps keep losing

Back your bedren, stop giving excuses

Gang do jewels like a dentist

Bang 'til the antin' toothless

Hit a 'arry, now he won't stop juicing

Pick any man quick, no point of choosing

Put it back in the bag, gotta slap on my leather

The shoes don't fit, real life Cinderella

Tap then leave the machine with a Shirley

The girls come fatter than Heather

Beat off your mum's coach just like a homewrecker

Yo, yo, yo

Used to be on the pitch, now I'm teaching the squad how to tether

Tell my YG roll the presser

But we ain't on smoke when we apply pressure

Mission complete, now clean up, fling me the desser

Paramedics at the scene 'cause there's eight on his top, Iniesta

Three man, one bike, but who's on that Vespa?

One opp got chin up and chin up again 'cause my darg short-tempered

Thought it was us who got three of my members

New place, gang just got a Jaguar, this one's a blender

Counter attack but the blocka still got defenders

Awkward, had a man telling gyal that we got agendas

I only been Crown Court in my life with different offenders

Us man are gripping them niggas pretenders

Choked his dotty, should've been on EastEnders

Listen, blazzard the whistle, hold it

Hit him, I told my darg don't miss him

Lower the window slowly

Point it, rinse out the clip at a victim

One month free, hit the bulls like shit then

My man's in the ecosystem

Flashback sitting in circle vans

Now I'm giving the whole ends wisdom

The burnout of these twin solid rocket

Boosters at two minutes five seconds

Listen

Smoke is smoke, no, it can't be water

Bitch, I shot back, now they all look awkward

Detectives got block in the shootouts

We try ride out right now, there's a shooting

Fuck that, chip is some change, let me sort it

Had to pat on my ting out in Shoreditch

Old school days was a Ford Focus, we could barely afford it

Now it's different boots

Like Eyes Spicy and the maid gyal pretty but rude

Had to pat on my crew, go straight to the stu'

Young G's done a glide and they still can't chew

Them opps been dropping like baby teeth

Like fuck, did they move brand new?

Look, I know something there got shot

But we still got new ones to shoot

We ain't on what? Leave the hood confused

Only find out when they look on the news

Seen it all now, it's déjà vu

Pronounce that, which job blush we choose?

New place want this smoke, now they need tattoos

Used to give me a verbal abuse (While I'm boo)

Daytime or the nighttime, come get the fuse from a Eastside jew

Look, police love operating on my crew

'Cause my side stir up the beef like stew

Shotguns get wet down, split into two

GSRs wan' do interviews

Look, we tap up a waps, neighbours start singing

We call that rhythm and blues

Something got

But now I gotta pack up and rotate hotel rooms

Segway the young bulls have a road to the broom

Yo, labels see smoke when I bill up a spliff on Zoom

Civils look shocked 'cause there's gunpowder in the noon

Make the wap pop loud like balloons

Me and Reez on showboat but I still got smoke

Had to cancel the date, now she thinks I'm rude

I tried to reschedule, she's not in the mood

KMT told her to move

My next link got arse with a waistline and she got ink on her boobs

The good gyal want the bad man that's smooth

Racks and waps in the backpack ready for war, BT for the crew

Hit all the age groups, they don't know what to do

My niggas all buy smoke, he wants a two

Smoke is smoke, no, it can't be water

Bitch, I shot back, now they all look awkward

Detectives got block in the shootouts

We try ride out right now, there's a shooting

Fuck that, chip is some change, let me sort it

Had to pat on my ting out in Shoreditch

Old school days was a Ford Focus, we could barely afford it

Now it's different boots

Like Eyes Spicy and the maid gyal pretty but rude

Had to pat on my crew, go straight to the stu'

Young G's done a glide and they still can't chew

Them opps been dropping like baby teeth

Like fuck, did they move brand new?

Look, I know something there got shot

But we still got new ones to shoot