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No Respawn lyrics by SlimzLT, Brucka, N1 67

Intro: Slimz
Yo, some gang shit right now
Fuck the opps, fuck the jakes, you know the vibes
Free my niggas

Verse 1: Slimz
Six in the pump, got two in the sawn
Nine in the Ret’, 28 in the Skorpse
Buck into to me, get your t-shirt torn
Tryna leave man dead, no respawn
Opp block really tryna turn man corpse
Hate it outside, all I hear is talk
I just copped me a .44
You know the rest, can we go on a talk?
Any opp block in Lambeth we’re beefing
On gang, it’s already been caught
PJ was running his mouth for clout, I bet he can’t do it no more
L got slapped, Waps got slapped, Foot got slapped, go check the score
LB got splashed, got splashed
Got splashed, shoulda been in the morgue

Verse 2: Brucka
It was oh so lit when I got down Lit
But it weren’t so lit when I teared his skin
My ZK’s tucked when I walk through the 6
My rainbow flicks when I’m out on the pitch
Get banned in your head like Kyran did
HK dashed, are you’re taking the piss?
Slip for a steak, get turned to a spliff
They talk ‘bout cash, please show me a jiff
Bally up, I’m ready, put two in the dotts, I’m steady
She wants a SG boy for brekkie, but we want a SG boy on telly
When S1 packed, his bud got smelly
I got murder on my mind like Melly
We wet down Kippz, the scene was messy
Chest and above, no leggies

Verse 3: N1
Chingin’ ‘em, yes we’re chingin’ ‘em down
No one’s in Fields, so we circle Town
Got a drop on the yacht, so we went right now
Bored up, six times I’m foul
Next day went round, same clothes, like how
Splashed up Digga, oh wow
I love when they post them snaps
Cause I’m preein’ them Snaps tryna get them now

Verse 4: Slimz
I’m tryna make man fly like Qatar
Get close up and shoot it from far
Got my hand in a hoodie, I’m chingin’ his clart
Two hands on a rottie, I’m done in the dance
On the ride man, there’s only one task;
Tryna make man fly like he’s goin’ to Mars
Shout out, ‘cause he’s way too fast, if I caught little man he would’ve met the stars
Solomon got splashed, then left in the past
We drilling on them, they ain’t drilling on us
Get that drop, then we hop in them dingers
If not peds, then we do it in cars
Took a 125 to a Notre Dame, fuck all the opps and free all my dargs
Bismillah if I let that go, shout big bro ‘cause he’s way too charged