Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Me & My Batch , by - Trapx10Release date: 22.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Me & My Batch |
| Brigades |
| MKThePlug |
| Me and my batch some meddling kids |
| I don’t know Scooby, Shaggy or Fred (Nah) |
| We’ve got doubles and singles |
| Get bun for getting it twiss' like dread (Bow) |
| My nigga got white like Oscar |
| And he’s got sixteen shots for a bills (Mad) |
| Tell a YG you ain’t gotta travel up to Kent |
| Just to get you to deal (You know) |
| Me and my batch some boys in the hood |
| I don’t know Tre, Doughboy or Ricky (I don’t) |
| CID’s in the bitch tryna shift me |
| Still pop up on the block, get busy (Bow) |
| Do him if he’s involved, we ain’t picky |
| Have him like «rah, it’s cool» like Dizzee |
| Pepper the beef, whatever the weather |
| It could be hot or be chilly (Any) |
| Said he wants three for a score five more |
| That’s a one extra, no Charlie |
| Got a little peb line in the ends |
| But I’m well known for the gas like Nazis (Mad) |
| Like Taze, in the trap, not carni |
| If I step out or attend a party |
| I’m looking drip down of course |
| But I gotta have the strap to the side like Huaraches ('Course) |
| Step 'round there with my chargy |
| Or like Shaggy, do it with my dargy (Bow) |
| Can’t see no one, hop out on foot |
| This search don’t need Safari (Where they at?) |
| Little bro done that too much, got a bird |
| Now he rings me up on his smartie |
| He got locked for some modern warfare |
| Man the strip’s too hot, Karachi (Free him up) |
| If gang see opps, back them knives |
| If you don’t get bored, it’s bait |
| More time, if K ain’t step with the 9 |
| I helped to co-ordinate (Ah) |
| Could be the sawn off gauge or get cheffy (Ching) |
| Me and V like Ronnie and Reggie |
| If our firms on the ride, then we more than cray |
| Gang slide at night, get it done broad day (That's mains) |
| If I get bagged, no comment |
| It’s sad that them boys got more to say (They rat) |
| Put it on my life I can’t rat |
| Only when I rap, I record for tapes (That's right) |
| Bro said he’s a opp from he saw that face |
| But he can’t recall that late (He don’t know) |
| It’s war and bro sure tryna leave man torn |
| Still tryna score same way |
| I been serving green like Dipsy |
| Hide that pack when I see the po' |
| Hitting movies with the gang |
| Hope we don’t pop corn if a co-op's slow (Bap) |
| Getting crossed is somethin' that I ain’t |
| 'Cause I just wanna take that bread and roll |
| If we get grub, put the O’s on the line |
| Gotta stay intact, no ticks, ten toes (No ticks) |
| Do it on my J, I don’t need no one |
| These funds might take your missus |
| My money come slim, I be feelin' different |
| Again and again, had my pack good riddance (That way) |
| My dro’s are piff and she don’t need pictures |
| She must be trippin' (You know) |
| In the trap, always been around cats |
| Made new ones too, we ain’t birthed no kitten (Nah) |
| Been using my flow for a long time |
| So I switch it up and borrow Trapx10's (Yeah) |
| Making drinks like I’m boozing |
| Sell it for higher if I borrow a package (Drinks) |
| Do it straight to protect, tryna wound him |
| Step out, I always know who I’m backin' (You know) |
| He’s involved in the ting, no excusing |
| Exepcting the same if I roll lacking (Right) |
| Told bro know I don’t need no vest |
| Cah we tryna poke them (Ching) |
| Knife the right guard, no deodorant |
| Start up the show like we hosting |
| When I step with my killy, no Rowland |
| If it’s war, leave him sore like Poland |
| He ain’t gettin' there but we leaving him open |
| How it goes when you’re an opponent (How it goes) |
| Me and my batch some meddling kids |
| I don’t know Scooby, Shaggy or Fred (Nah) |
| We’ve got doubles and singles |
| Get bun for getting it twiss' like dread (Bow) |
| My nigga got white like Oscar |
| And he’s got sixteen shots for a bills (Mad) |
| Tell a YG you ain’t gotta travel up to Kent |
| Just to get you to deal (You know) |
| Me and my batch some boys in the hood |
| I don’t know Tre, Doughboy or Ricky (I don’t) |
| CID’s in the bitch tryna shift me |
| Still pop up on the block, get busy (Bow) |
| Do him if he’s involved, we ain’t picky |
| Have him like «rah, it’s cool» like Dizzee |
| Pepper the beef, whatever the weather |
| It could be hot or be chilly (Any) |
| Me and my batch some meddling kids |
| I don’t know Scooby, Shaggy or Fred |
| We’ve got doubles and singles |
| Get bun for getting it twiss' like dread |
| Me and my batch some boys in the hood |
| I don’t Tre, Doughboy or Ricky |
| CID’s in the bitch tryna shift me |
| Still pop up on the block, get busy |