Don't Even Think About It

Don't even think about it, don't even think about itDon't even think about it, don't even, what's really good?Don't even think about it, don't even think about itDon't even think about it, don't even, we're really hood?Verse 1:Mayhem:To the sound of pistolI'm in the V, wit the keys hittin' Leeds and I'm back down in BristolGats rattle your top, and shots fly quicklySnap, crackle, and pop, it's not Rice CrispiesUp in London (Bo) Im a O.G. (Bo)Through the dungeons (Bo) to the cold streetsIf you snitchin' I'll catch you, slippin' and clap youCuz May got brains and balls bigger than applesWho slicker than that, but of course I flossIn that cherry red porsche with the sports exhaustI'm a G but it cost to flossI will slew you then take the next flight back across the shoresYou better behave or learn a lesson in rageI'll step to your stage with a weapon, vest, and grenadeLike aye, aye, when May spray the 'KI'll have your loved ones mourning like the break of day, prayHookMayhem:Once upon time there was Mega & MayAnd we started to (What) get cheddar from yayMega:Flippin' raw packs, more stacks (Bo) what you call that (Bo)Not at all rap brother this all facts(Repeat)Verse 2Mega:To the sound of the trumpetsI'm gettin' pounds, flipping pounds, out of town northbound eating crumpetsWhen I spit it I slug 'em, do not try stick mePaint a picture of London I'm not Guy RichieIt's never me oh (Bo), when you owe me (Bo)I sold kilos (Bo) on the low keyI bubble and stash pay, hustle for cash (Hey)Set up shop with hard rocks like the cafeI zone when I spit (yeah) the throne I'm a sit thereLoan cheddar while you owe Mega like the wrist wearI'm the King like Stephen, I'm tortureGet money off the books, I ain't even a authorLike whoop, there it is, the coupe there it is22's like hula-hoops, there it isI send fire mate, while your empires fakeCuz they got more floors than the empire state, sayHookVerse 3S.A.S.:Mayhem:Yo we not from H-World, but May's a Globe TrotterBeen around the world with coast to coast scholarsBack on dem roads, I posed and sold scamaBody armor, we roast and ghost dramaFuck a lame whore (Bo) I got 'caine raw (Bo)S.A.S got the streets buzzin' like a chain sawWe Dipset top-a-fellosThat'll pop the metal and turn your muthafuckin' top to jello, helloMega:Who rocks more jewels than ElizabethWhat is you illiterate, forget about the lyrics I spitIt's more than rapping B, I'm packing seeAnd what you call a scar is a scratch to me, famI was making grands with my familyNow I'm the best man like my mans getting marriedCoke, E's, keys of the sticky treesI decided to double my cheese like it's Mickey D's, pleaseDon't even think about it, don't even think about itDon't even think about it, don't even, what's really good?Don't even think about it, don't even think about itDon't even think about it, don't even, we're really hood?(Repeat)