On Dem Roads

Streets out, shitS.A.S., Dipset, EurogangVerse 1Mayhem:Might catch May in RockawayBullet in the handgunSix things of shots a spray 'case you and your man runTo down to rob againHold your seed ransom and have to call the coppers demPolice and the feds comeWelcome to LondonWhere if we tell you that we're gonna stickBest believe there's no interruptionsWe stack dough with lumpsumsI put my city on the map, I give a fuck where you come fromI'm in tip-top shapeAnd if your crib got weight, great, you can get your wig rocked mateGrip a six-shot 8, cuz shoot bazooka papoI'm movin Flaco, dame, Rugers like a TahoeHarm who, I'll get at you clownsAnd get Adamu to clap you downI'm a generalAnd we dem British thugs, that get rid of slugsDrop kids, rock more wigs thana British judgeA beast on the cash route, streets pull me back outDisappeared, crafted, mastered, I'm back outBeef better back out, cuz heats bend a back outSlugs torch ya side when the piece end ya back outThe kid is messy, on ice like I'm GretzkyI slab and spit a epilepsy, you get itGuard your women, S.A.S. born in BritianThe Don is pimpin' on more fucks than contradictionsLet's get itHookS.A.S.:Oh no, we ready to rollWe be on dem roadsWe pop off like there they goSo pop off if it's a issueCock and then pop your pistolFuck if the cops'll get youMy copper tops'll hit you(Repeat)Verse 2Mega:This is for my Gs, whatAll of my peeps lockedDoin' time behind the walls like it's sheetrockThese cops wanna bug me cuz I keep rocksPicture me livin' drug-free, this ain't DetoxSliced down to Cuba, nice in ArubaThat's right, I'm a moverType that'll move yaGot shotties on blocks, I'm nice with the RugerSo more bodies'll drop than the fight of a loserBoo swap, manueve cops, my tools popTwo shots go, check up your knees like tube socksWhoo, I'm on some hoodie-hooTipped off, who are youTicked off if kicked, pissed off to the LouNah, nigga, pass the doogalooI blast real fast, have ya ass do the BoogalooUh, I'm slewin' you, know I'll put a few in youI get it poppin', I'm poppin' and sprayin' up your funeralAnd vibe to the beat, it paint a picture for meAnd you can vision what I'm spittin', there's a picture to seeSee I develop the flow, from gettin' cheddar off blowI never said I was HOV but I'll rock a fella fa' shoSee it's art and I'm the teacher, what the heat on my hip foAnd pardon, you a diva, plus you sweeter than Lep, noI'm the shit bro, it's Dipset maneI put the Eagle to your chest like a Dipset chainBangHook