Gangland - Bside

Im looking for someone to slap at

Fuck a documentary

Come to the B and i’ll show you 'bout gangland

Show you 'bout gangland

I’m looking for someone to slap at (Bow)

I dunno why he thinks he’s a bad man

Get round there with a stick like my grandad

got the shh in his backpack

Really tryna turn man

Every time he looks in the mirror and looks at his chest he’s getting his

splashbacks (Ching ching)

Man see a opp on side they bop pagans and they put 'em on snapchat (Nerds)

I taped off this and one of that 12 years old but the jakes never bagged man

(Buss that)

Opp block I’m a mad man

6 in the spin got it tucked in the man bag (bow bow)

Fuck a documentary come to the b and I’ll show you bout gangland (Gang)

Lot of times I riskd my freedom

He’s lucky that he didn’t see jesus (You'r lucky)

Still do it in Nike or Adidas

Bodily harm Im making it grievous (Ching ching)

Got it down and the bitches are weeping

Air ambulance giving medical treatment

My

Shank on my side tryna give man greetings (Wagwan)

This 4 door whip is stolen

Jump out the ride tryna soak him (Ching ching)

While i got the dotty on me tryna smoke him (Bow)

Who’s in the car the opps are (Who?)

On a glide tryna look for opponents

Me n him were friends for a moment

He’s fucking with them, now our friendships broken (Over)

Tryna touch mans slime im not gonna lie I can’t let it go like frozen (No)

Still do him even though I’m surrounded by cameras (Bait)

Weapons out in the mains

Couldn’t care less bout any bystanders (Don't care)

If you sit on the fence straight cus I don’t like ambers (No)

I can’t fucking stand them

Talking on net some silly wankers (Dickheads)

Niggas ain’t on badness (Ha)

Didn’t even wanna bop me on the landing

Stop fucking acting

Your mom should’ve named you Brad Pitt

That was and now it’s chess should’ve seen how civilians reacted

Thats a rotate top for the feds

And the press asking what happened (What happened?)

Pagans ran, he would’ve been touched if I had that hammer (Bow)

But I had my dagger

I know he lost control of his bladder (Pissed himself)

Got down shh then he’s gonna sing it like Hannah Montanna

I’m really tryna buss it I’m desperate

But don’t need to use the crapper (No)

They say i got a man (?) like satan and you can get cheffed for banter

And i’ll swing my shank on road man

HMB im a violent scrapper

That boy’s a snitch

He got bored

Any attacker (Snitch)

You ain’t no gangster

So how can you be split splata (How?)

Try come to the ends and wrap man up

But he left with his window shattered (Collapsed)

Lethal stepped on the gas if he did crash he would’ve got splattered (Ching…)