"Drowning" lyrics

[Horrid1:]
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Just left him drowning, wet
Drowning in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up Fred
The next time I'll come, it's death
I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my mans head
I don't regret getting three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been twenty instead

Just left him drowning, wet
Drowning in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up Fred
The next time I'll come, it's death
I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my mans head
I don't regret getting three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been twenty instead

"CGM's not bad"
"CGM's not real"
"CGM don't lurk for the kill"
Be real
How much blood we spilt on these roads?
For real, we shoulda had about ten plus kills
"CGM ain't got no bodies"
Talk properly
I don't mean to be cocky
But nearly every man in the gang has been nicked for a body
Bro, everyone knows Hunch, I'm slim but cocky
I swing my hands properly
I ain't never lost a one-on-one fight in my life
I'm sorry for fucking up everybody
Don't care if he's stocky
Buck into me, I'll deal with him proper properly
We crossed 12World yutes off the map
They can't rap till they catch somebody
In fact they can't rap again, they talk to the babylon dem
We got 'nuff corn for them boydem there
But they work with the boydem there
We know that them boydem scared
'Cah we get 'round there, let it rip on them boy 'round there
Can't come 'round here, bring the toys 'round there
My young G got nicked with the toy 'round here
Done on the A on my J's
No Tracey, that's Ladbroke Grove
Man rise that pole, tryna smoke them boys
No I ain't talking about section though
Over there I still play with toys
Why you think the neighbours can't sleep at home?
I send my young G round on a scooter
Or he's in the T, watching pots on stove

Just left him drowning, wet
Drowning in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up Fred
The next time I'll come, it's death
I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my mans head
I don't regret getting three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been twenty instead
Just left him drowning, wet
Drowning in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up Fred
The next time I'll come, it's death
I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my mans head
I don't regret getting three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been twenty instead

[Sav'O:]
Don't regret going jail for the minor cases
Face it, I coulda got life instead
I coulda been stuck on the wing with killers
My batch was drilling and drilling again
On the same day, crashed at two opp ends
Fuck Russ, the defeat, they don't chill on the ends
I don't want Adeola, she's fi' dem
Bruv, I swing up my Jockey on Tennesse Thresh
I get shit done and I do what's best
Just left man drowned and drenched
I only speak facts, take in what I said
I'll M man off if he steps on my creps
The gang claim next mans points, that's dead
Make it make sense
That don't make sense
We heard that an opp got dropped
Then we billed up that opp and laughed on the 'net
So much splashings and bootings
The gang should've got us a drillers award
I don't regret how I one-banged Russ
And made him take off his jewels by force
The next time, the outcome there can't be said
But I'll do him worse than I done him before
Of course, it was me when Sav got bored
I left mans blood all over the floor
It was the artist for me, the darg in me
Jimmy up and tap that badders
Real life savage, they do it for cameras
I bang real life, they're Pressplay bangers
The G's are out for an M, daily
Tryna pack man, if he slips I'll pack him
It's a madness when this mixtape drops
Just take it in, only facts that I'm chatting

[Horrid1:]
Just left him drowning, wet
Drowning in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up Fred
The next time I'll come, it's death
I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my mans head
I don't regret getting three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been twenty instead
Just left him drowning, wet
Drowning in some pooch, that's wet ass sex
The gang don't regret how we bored up Fred
The next time I'll come, it's death
I don't regret what I said on the 'net
I don't regret how we bored up my mans head
I don't regret getting three and a half in jail
Man, it coulda been twenty instead