Bang - Merky Ace, TKO, Splurt Diablo

Out here getting this scrilla

Tryna get the stach as tall as a pillar

Tryna save up for a new shape Bimmer

Matte black, might call her Cilla

Looking like a player for Aston Villa

Not that, FT is the team

If you violate, might see me with a skinner

Might see me with a nank

Got shoebox money, I ain’t part of a bank

I play with the all hard food to the dank

Family Tree so I ain’t got a rank

But I move like a boss

And on my chest, you might see Ralph or Lacoste

And I’m getting dough from Charlton to New Cross

For the dough, dem ballers get crossed

Yo

Get quick brain from a bosh

Then it’s back to the trap, G, I’m out for the dosh

Can’t tell me I ain’t on my job

Holla at JB, that’s my nigga

Knuck knuck with the pump, that’s a real killer

Go KFC, get corn in your top

My YGs round here move too iller

Ask what I’m moving, don’t be inner

Getting too big for your boots, G, slim up

If you’re eating, I’ll rob your dinner

Ain’t talking 'bout oxtail

'Nuff man tell me they’re married to the streets

But I killed that hoe just like Jack the Ripper

You don’t wanna come my side of the river

Cold here, make outsiders shiver

Cold here, make outsiders shiver

Dem man wanna talk like they’re involved in crime

They must be talking litter

Never have I been hurt by a gold digger

Ain’t inna likkle man chat and chitter

I bang bang early, never been late

Got a real steady aim, I’m a target hitter

Got a baseball bat, I’m a cranium splitter

So much 'gnac that I fear for my liver

So much bud that I fear for my lungs

Cause I’m really out here getting these funds

I don’t really care what dem man done

I don’t give a fuck, I made him run

Enemies better stop moving dumb

Cause I’m one step away from finding the drum

Bun out your chest just like white rum

There ain’t one boy I won’t tell suck your mum

So if you don’t like me, suck your mum

I’ve been doing this ting from young

Done said I’ve been doing it from day one

When dem girl dere didn’t have no bum

If you’ve got a problem, say it to my face

Get clapped over right in the same place

Yeah, I’m Merky ACE

Don’t be fooled cause I’ve got a baby face

Holler at TK cuh that’s my family

Trust me, he’s much more than a mate

I’m a badboy, fam, I don’t care 'bout age

Squeeze off the pump and make the ground shake

But I ain’t just on beef

I’m out here getting this cake

Out here getting this cake

See me in a blue moon on the estate

I keep it moving, money I make

Yeah, I do road with the chrome ting

But I think I might switch to the fake

I call up Realz if I want a 28

Calls in a day?

I be getting many, mate

I keep my shots balls, I don’t wanna get bagged

Out here, there’s too many jakes

not many cakes

Dargs and connects but not many mates

I’ve got my mind and my money

So sorry, B, I don’t really wanna date

I do me, I don’t really watch face

You can try me, I’ve copped a milli in case

I give the girls dem willy in face

Trust me, you don’t wanna come to my strip

Cuh my young Gs do get silly with 8s

Tuesday, I was at Lily’s with ACE

Hennessy, I be sipping it straight

Told you, I don’t go raving loose

True talk, we got the millis in place

So keep on thinking it ain’t that

I will leave man’s head all over the place

Fuck discrete, I go for the face

Man are OG with the ting

So get down when you see me go for the waist

ACE got a blade that will open your face

If I’m in your yard, then show me the safe

If I’m in your yard, then show me the safe

You should know I’ve got evil traits

Don’t give it up?

Then you’ll get sent to the gates

Of hell when I squeeze and beat off eight

Told man already, don’t doubt the ACE

Don’t go gym but I bang for the weight

I bang for my family, not for a name

And I’m so laidback

But I’ll lick you in the face with the wickedest strap

Man round here move nuts with the lead

You can get your headtop filled with that

Can’t break a branch off the family

You’ll get slapped in the head with a stick by T

Don’t think us man just MC

Still in the trap tryna make that P

I will violate you if you violate me

It’s an eye for an eye, we both will see

Like say I didn’t do postcode greaze

Get slapped up for the name of your street

Let something bang like the name of the beat

My old boy gets prang when I play with the heat

I’m a loose cannon, let it rain on the street

Fuck five-O, they ain’t caging me

And it’s a normal headshot

Drag a man straight out of his own dreadlocks

Tinted whip, screech off when the feds stop

I dare man try put me in a headlock

Get shanked up in your side, get a red top

Say you’ve got a shotty but you ain’t seen red dots

Sawn-off or get a sawn-off headtop

Headshot, normal, normal, headshot