"AVEN9ERS ASSEM8LE" lyrics
(feat. 98s)
Mm-mm
What you mean don't lack?
Mm-mm
Grr
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
Grr
Listen
What you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
Yo, what you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack? (Mm-mm)
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
I don't just rap, I still be spinnin' (No cap)
Flat-heads gonna tear through linen (Broaw)
Play my, play my position
Shank on my waist, see my hand is the spinners (Baow)
Khalas man quick, if I spot man, chop that, fill this clip up and drop that
Shells collide with your frame and rock that
The whole strip's duck and dive when I pop that
Who's lackin'? (Who?)
I'm in a car, grippin on the automatic (Rrah, rrah)
Who's lackin'?
Man know it's crackin'
I pack it up in traffic (I am)
Who would have thought that I'm travellin' gypsy
Fling this one, ain't nun like a frisbee (Mm-mm)
Any less skin, it feel oh so crispy (Ouch)
Reload, headshot, now he's tipsy (You're gone)
Lackin' ain't no option
Bells and shh, we got them
Cars and bikes, gang copped them
Firin' shots in the crowd, waitin' for the news to say we got them
These boots get dirty, ain't no problem for gang to dot them
Feds wanna know who got them (Mm-mm)
Officer, I don't know who shot them (Mm-mm) (Jimmy)
Look
How you mean don't lack? (How you mean?)
Video shoots, mash in bags
We don't do stunts, this wap does bang, we ain't throwin' hands (You must be mad)
Stained a few Albos fast they were treatin' me bad, now I'm dealing with Affs (Mm-mm)
Certain mandem doing it bait anywhere, some drills weren't part of the plan
Listen
What you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash, whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
Yo, what you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Bruck it, baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact (Run off)
Paigons dash, whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr, mm-mm)
The guns don't beep, but we got pumpies
Hella GSR if I squeeze then tap
Grab a clip round, I repeat, don't lack
It ain't hard, gotta squeeze like nyash (Baow)
Pull up, pop corn at your digital dash
The block said opps outside
Yo, we have to crash, tape off, so we take them tats
Pull the hair back off, now he ain't got plats (Eurgh)
Me lack, are you mad?
I got the glee tucked into my pants
It's live onstage or the back of the dance
The 'sheen gon' rinse, her teeth gon' hit
Head top ting, split that wig
The trigger ain't stiff, just fiddle with it
Man slap five, leave one for the pigs
Get back and we're fillin' the spins
Yo
Don't lack, I'd rather the jail (Don't lack)
Rather get packed than partner with .12 (No way)
Chill with that gang, whenever we slap, you're a target as well
You can try dash, but ain't faster than shells
No plaster or patch, real harm for your health
Guard up or get whacked
A shank or a wap, that's the answer to hell (You know)
Nobody's ever made man bleed
Keep my machine, I ain't one to concede (Never)
I'm giving out coppers to children in need
Let 'em kids run up on me (Rrah, rrah)
Put on my gloves like I'm Apollo Creed
Over twelve rounds up my sleeve
Really don't lack, I got bagged for the glee
You know it's not guilty, the plea
Listen
What you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
Yo, what you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
F1 makes 'em dirty (Dirty)
You ain't got no clue 'bout clams, you're cap (Cap)
What you mean don't lack?
How can you talk like that? You lie in tracks (Lie in tracks)
Rappers lying, loading straps, ain't cuttin' Ts, cutting out when they're fucking needed
Cuttin' through, slept with straps and bury you
Yo
Lack ain't part of my vocab (No chance)
Stock on the SK, man unfold that
Station, man can't crack or fold, but crack and snow man sold that (Slang that)
No cat, throw shells and they don't throw back
And if they cut through, course man go back
Unload that, it's out and it ain't concealed 'til someone's toe-tagged
What you mean don't lack?
Mm-mm
Grr
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
Grr
Listen
What you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
Yo, what you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack? (Mm-mm)
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
I don't just rap, I still be spinnin' (No cap)
Flat-heads gonna tear through linen (Broaw)
Play my, play my position
Shank on my waist, see my hand is the spinners (Baow)
Khalas man quick, if I spot man, chop that, fill this clip up and drop that
Shells collide with your frame and rock that
The whole strip's duck and dive when I pop that
Who's lackin'? (Who?)
I'm in a car, grippin on the automatic (Rrah, rrah)
Who's lackin'?
Man know it's crackin'
I pack it up in traffic (I am)
Who would have thought that I'm travellin' gypsy
Fling this one, ain't nun like a frisbee (Mm-mm)
Any less skin, it feel oh so crispy (Ouch)
Reload, headshot, now he's tipsy (You're gone)
Lackin' ain't no option
Bells and shh, we got them
Cars and bikes, gang copped them
Firin' shots in the crowd, waitin' for the news to say we got them
These boots get dirty, ain't no problem for gang to dot them
Feds wanna know who got them (Mm-mm)
Officer, I don't know who shot them (Mm-mm) (Jimmy)
Look
How you mean don't lack? (How you mean?)
Video shoots, mash in bags
We don't do stunts, this wap does bang, we ain't throwin' hands (You must be mad)
Stained a few Albos fast they were treatin' me bad, now I'm dealing with Affs (Mm-mm)
Certain mandem doing it bait anywhere, some drills weren't part of the plan
Listen
What you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash, whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
Yo, what you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Bruck it, baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact (Run off)
Paigons dash, whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr, mm-mm)
The guns don't beep, but we got pumpies
Hella GSR if I squeeze then tap
Grab a clip round, I repeat, don't lack
It ain't hard, gotta squeeze like nyash (Baow)
Pull up, pop corn at your digital dash
The block said opps outside
Yo, we have to crash, tape off, so we take them tats
Pull the hair back off, now he ain't got plats (Eurgh)
Me lack, are you mad?
I got the glee tucked into my pants
It's live onstage or the back of the dance
The 'sheen gon' rinse, her teeth gon' hit
Head top ting, split that wig
The trigger ain't stiff, just fiddle with it
Man slap five, leave one for the pigs
Get back and we're fillin' the spins
Yo
Don't lack, I'd rather the jail (Don't lack)
Rather get packed than partner with .12 (No way)
Chill with that gang, whenever we slap, you're a target as well
You can try dash, but ain't faster than shells
No plaster or patch, real harm for your health
Guard up or get whacked
A shank or a wap, that's the answer to hell (You know)
Nobody's ever made man bleed
Keep my machine, I ain't one to concede (Never)
I'm giving out coppers to children in need
Let 'em kids run up on me (Rrah, rrah)
Put on my gloves like I'm Apollo Creed
Over twelve rounds up my sleeve
Really don't lack, I got bagged for the glee
You know it's not guilty, the plea
Listen
What you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
Yo, what you mean don't lack?
We stay concealed, untuck it
Twerk that, bruck it
Make that hand ting slap
Khalas, that's everything whacked (Baow)
We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack?
The corn, it stays intact
Paigons dash whenever we make that crash
The man ain't safe, don't lack (Brr)
F1 makes 'em dirty (Dirty)
You ain't got no clue 'bout clams, you're cap (Cap)
What you mean don't lack?
How can you talk like that? You lie in tracks (Lie in tracks)
Rappers lying, loading straps, ain't cuttin' Ts, cutting out when they're fucking needed
Cuttin' through, slept with straps and bury you
Yo
Lack ain't part of my vocab (No chance)
Stock on the SK, man unfold that
Station, man can't crack or fold, but crack and snow man sold that (Slang that)
No cat, throw shells and they don't throw back
And if they cut through, course man go back
Unload that, it's out and it ain't concealed 'til someone's toe-tagged
