Plugged In Freestyle – OFB (performed by Izzpot, DZ & YF)

[YF:]
Free the O, Plugged In
Shout out Fumez
Hazards, crashers, thugs

If I bring out the pump, we’ll take away breath ain’t talking asthma
You got back with shells, we’ll turn you spaghetti but I ain’t making pasta
Cut to the blades all saucy gonna see red like a Christmas wrapper (Ching, Ching)
They know black like panther, leave them all flat like a screen no telly, plasma

[Izzpot:]
Them man there actors like Idris
If I spin this, hold four from my shavers, see
He-he didn’t run like Ricky, my blade got sticky
That shit’s outrageous
Whizz get filled to the max no Vapor, Vapor
Send him sky high like a scraper
We don’t do link ups, see you later
Leave a boy’s face on an A3 paper

[DZ:]
Them man there love all the stunting
See them stunting like Jason Statham (How)
In the fucking station
When they get nicked start writing statements (snitch)
This ain’t no recess ting
Keep moving like Randall till you get shaven (Ching, Ching)
Tell Fizz be patient
Soon catch them by the strip too vacant

[Izzpot:]
Be patient, be steady
We soon catch one, that’s one in the headie (One, one)
My bro Fizz charged up like a battery
In the backseat, … gave him a leggie (Ay Fizz)
Now he’s in jail, sitting down for a shaving (Free bro, free bro)
Kinda blatant, we tried put it on telly
And no, we don’t bore wrists like Johnson
Straight chest shots or hold 3 in your belly

[YF:]
Jump out and get dumpy, shelly
Run opps down, till I’m feeling sweaty (runner)
Still tryna corn flakes, no Kellogg’s
In the morning, ain’t had my brekky
Make the ting bu-bu-bang like Fekky
Watch them shaky-shake like jelly
Hella talkers, no walkers
But they’ll get sorted, we’re always ready

[DZ:]
Hold up, stop
Is that a yute right in front of that shop?
Tell bro just beat off the Glock
Told Y, just speed and he sped right off (skrr)
Man know that he sped to the block
Right turn, left turn cah this ped’s getting hot (skrr skrr)
On a glide my head’s getting hot
Tryna find me an opp to come mix in this pot

[Izzpot:]
They say the way that we’re living is torture
Torture, they don’t wanna feel this borer
Running away ‘fore the ting gets backed off
Don’t dash off when you see this Corsa (Where you going, where you going)
My bro’s weighing up grams like Insta
If he runs, let’s swipe right like Tinder (Ching, Ching)
… got bored by one, held two in them mains
It was 3 of them yingers
You can get sent down low like Roddy
I put it on my life I don’t know about pressure
Know about circling around on the opp block
Man fished up, but my bro did better
If your riding holla man like Giggs
Love sliding, soon bun a man like …
Jay knifed him, see him bubble up like fizz
Still grinding, gotta double up these chips

[DZ:]
Don’t get yourself put in my grinder
Like a grinder, I just grind everyday (Don’t do it)
Wet man on the head on the mains
Like a lighter, I’m just moving flames (Ching, Ching)
Me and Fizz on a glide, kray
Like them two twins, you can call us craze
Mazza, call Dazza, new opp block, we don’t need no Waze
If you’re on me then you best just say so
Demon time, haffi rise this one (Rise it, rise it)
Shoutout broski Fizz, man know he a violent one
Opp boys said they bang off the strids
I’m like since when, I beg you show me one
Opp boy got turned to a spliff
In the coffin, he’s a lonely one

[YF:]
You’ll rest in poo
Get lit in the streets like Lampz
Face on the shirt, name in the news
Dip in the clutch, gotta stick it and move
You better duck when I bine that Goose
Run man down tilI crease my shoes
Now I gotta buy new ones
Step correct when I lace my boots
Attack on this pitch
See, aim, then shoot
Get turned to a pack that we’re rolling zoots
You say you’ve got loud but that shit’s on mute
Like … the teeth will bite like a sabretooth
Leave them extinct
Hazards, crashers
They know that we’re dangerous goons

[Izzpot:]
Oi, DZ who’s that
I’m tryna stick a man up, no blue tac
I coulda sent … to the gulag
Gulag, man hit ’em up like 2Pac

[DZ:]
Oi, Izz man fuck all the opps
I’m tryna bang-bang like I’m fucking a thot
… held one on his block
And he ain’t riding like a stush little thot
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