Lyrics Call Me a Spartan - Harlem Spartans

Call Me a Spartan

Call me a Spartan
Come from Harlem
Baby said I’m flying like Jordan
Fuck 'den, shit 'den
Jakes on us, we got things on us, so we bark 'dem
KuKu mad, run from who?
Spartan Ku, jump out the four-door coupe
(SVOntheBeat)
Shoot-shoot
Man down, see the Spartans loose
Telling me more, cop your skengs (Get 'em)
300, now 294 for the six that’s locked in pen (Free 'em)
No Jason Bourne, can’t cut through
Need I.D.
if you’re not from ends
Bae love cussing me, B
Jeet me or leave, get out of my bed (Get out)
South East, step South West
Shinobi men, we do drenched 'dem
Spartan’d off, we just henchmen
Where’s you goons?
That’s a question
Four-door truck, they hear engines (Engines)
Repercussion and vengeance
Sam’s are rambs are like kitchens
But inch your blade like your section
F-f-feds wanna know (Wanna know), cah the roads, we killing it (Killing it)
Scoreboards looking ridiculous
See me on the loose like Phineas (Phineas)
In his back, chest, neck that’s brilliant
Shakes from the speare like William
Tryna cat stack to a million
Grub for the cats still dishing it (Dishing it)
Kats, kats, kats still dishing it
Catch me in the trap jus' billing it (Billing it)
That’s L’s to the dome still winning shit (Winning)
Back shot, backbone, she feeling it
Twenty-two wounds when we digging in (Twenty-two)
Suttin' like the movie thriller shit (Thriller)
Claim that a opp got-got (Huh?)
Civilian, civilian, civilian (Civilian)
Mash house with Miz, Misch, Mash (Mash, mash)
Pengting brown like sauce, she covered in Mac (Mac, mac)
Ten toes with Blancs, two shanks like I ain’t tryna lack (That's steppin')
Peng one man rent for the winter, I ain’t tryna bash (No way, no way)
Opps on the block, Spartans rise
Man bring corn and swords, (Bow-bow)
Bop with me, KuKu killers with me
Harlem Spartans with me (Bop with me)
And Moscow, too
Phone up my donny OT (Bro)
Big man got me once
A meter away he got done (Ken)
Man been riding 'nuff
'Dem man running off
All of 'dem chat like man
Feel bad for the man that chat like man
She thought we would’ve been gone
I had Julz Splash ting come long (Long)
JoJo had two-two, so 'dem running up with nothing long (It was nothing)
Look, knock, knocking on your door no trick or treat (Knock, knock)
It’s a trick, my G
Who, who step-step and den get them yutes?
Narcos-Narcos, man do Pablo
Whip up the work in two (In two, two)
Feds tryna move like zoo
Tryna throw a bird on my crew (On crew)
SA got 2, you can’t choose
Back out both on these yutes (Ching-ching)
Whip, whip in the trap do up kitchen that’s food (That's food, food)
Cooking up grub
Fuck, these niggas cooking up soup (Eugh)
Slang the crack or the black
Put the light and dark on the move
Gold and brown and cute
Gyal love me and I love 'dem too (Too, too)
Opps on me and they lost it too (Too, too)
I’m fucking Ku, Spartan’d off and we violent yutes (Yutes)
I love Whitney-Whitney and Bobby
Kats ring-ring and they love that too (That too)
And I’ll bruck back the shotty-shotty
The .45 and the 2's (2's, 2's)
Welcome to Kennington (Kennington)
HS, BP Respect (Respect)
Harlem Spartans, we vexed
Sparta riding round, no meds
Brown and leng still giving out neck (Neck)
Potential bae, throwing up K
I think I’m in love with the way they rep (Peng)
Bastards wearing them vests
Spartans, we be aiming them necks
Don’t, don’t forget where you rep
Now, Spartans out for your head (Wet, wet, wet)
Do that Beckham ting til it bends
G, G-Smarko, no meds
(Shoot, shoot) Til there’s no more left
Jump out gang, jump out gang
Like TSG ran on the ends (Ends)
Harlem, yes, Spartans, Kennington bop on deck (Deck)
Skid, skrr to the left
Run out, kick out your back and neck (Back and neck)
Tek' this pebs
Spartans bust da shots and get bread (Bread, bread)
Bust da shots and get bread
Call me a Spartan
Come from Harlem
Baby said I’m fly like Jordan
Fuck 'den, shit 'den
Jakes on us, we got things on us so we bark dem (Bark dem)
KuKu mad, run from who?
Spartan Ku, jump out the four-door Ku (Four-door Ku)
Shoot-shoot
Man down, see the Spartans loose