Protocol (feat. Skeng)

1st Class Musiq
Them love chat, them no run them block
Run them block, 1st Class
Outside with half-dozen gunman ready fi do the action
(Them love chat, them no run them block)
Run them block
Diemon, we no do the long chat
Know weh them a do, 'cause we a flick them bat
Spain Town, my town, everything well shot

Them nah run them block (hey, boy)
When we pull up, them haffi run, left that (gunman)
Nine ball in a the clip, compact
Me dark like [?] so me fly them bat
Protocol, we have hundred strap
Molly get pop, whole place get hot
Rinse out everything out a the Glock
Hollow point that a lodge up in a boy head back
A short man with a tall mini 'K in a shorts
Rolex watch 'pon me hand
Rich and bad
Change the running board 'pon the Taurus, and it a old one
The Ruger clip compact
Head buss like ball them drop
Take on any rocky road, the Benz no wan' shock
Empty the clip in a them head and drive off fast

Bad as we born
Them no bad like we
Laser-beam there 'pon the Glock 19, hey
Pussy can't style, me a no hair stylist
Them a move like girl, better them wear nighty
Them no bad, them no bad like we
Custom running board there 'pon the Glock 40
Go fi them anywhere, them could a in a party
Drop them marrow right side a the Hennessy

Hey boy, don't ramp with the shift
People we kill
Bomb brain bleach a you yard with a bill
Stuck the lass in a him chin, yow, a evil graphic, no
Fully yeng-yeng and breach the traffic
Man psychopathic, now light up a spliff
Now, gunman me will kill the granny
Diss me [?], me no left nobody
Ratty Spartan, man dark up the shift
None a them no ready, them fi bill and hold a medy
Burn a spliff under me Remy, while your girl a give me heady
Know me exotic, plus me ever have me 'matic
If you feel brave, pussy just run up make me knock it
Knock it in a head side, show me never panic
Not a vomit, Ash Wednesday, me born fi do badness
From people fi dead, yeah, we left the place tragic
Enemy them think twice, 'cause sense we no have it

Bad as we born
Them no bad like we
Laser-beam there 'pon the Glock 19, hey
Pussy can't style, me a no hair stylist
Them a move like girl, better them wear nighty
Them no bad, them no bad like we
Custom running board there 'pon the Glock 40
Go fi them anywhere, them could a in a party
Drop them marrow right side a the Hennessy

Any number can play
Better buy 28 or 1, 'cause somebody go dead
The rifle it have on a extra eight inches
You could a guard up, we a go break that spell
Blood start run in a you ear like gel
Me Nokia, the whole a them Alcatel
New Benz drop, a no normal thing
All when them nah smoke out, them eye get so red
Them no watch them block (Aye, boy)
When we pull up, a live rounds left that ('Pon the ground)
Instragram, in a real life, them no bad
Hear a shot buss in a them bed, them run gone
You no bad youth, calm
Zero-zero-seven me a make the night fall
Hybrid Crown, pussy a no [?]
Have money and girl
Wha' we want now? A war

A short man with a tall mini 'K in a shorts
Rolex watch 'pon me hand
Rich and bad
Change the running board 'pon the Taurus, and get a old one
The Ruger clip compact
Head buss like ball them drop
Take on any rocky road, the Benz no wan' shock
Empty the clip in a them head and drive off fast