Headie One – Assist lyrics

(Hook: RV, Headie One, A Miz, T1)
When I pull up and crash, opps are gone in a flash
They push their friends and they dash
If you ain't fast enough you get stabbed
How many times did they try run?
And a too slow
2 skengs in the ride, that's two hoes
We're Silwood militant splashers
Late night might pull up with assistance
Might roll with the bruckey
One lean on a donny, slap out your wisdom
Lean with a ting don't leave your ends
Rammy or the kitchen know it don't bend
How many times have they left their friends?
Really on foul play tryna leave man benched

(RV)
Name an opp block I can't go to
If I didn't score that point on an opp, hop out of the whip like Ozil
2 guns up no Bogle, light man's head like Goku
Anything green get bun, OB we taking that global
All my niggas are old school, got the mandem laying down stabs
But they ain't doing no vocals
Niggas keep talking that wass, it's calm till I make that focal
Make the young g's get round and smoke you, bro's in jail so I gotta send postals
In the field my shooters are anti, them niggas did chat on socials

(Headie One)
Old school like Clashford
Bro just past me the skeng, he just assist this goal like Hazard
I done way too much road on the opps bout time that my toes get pampered
Feds think the evidence got tampered with, cos the case went missing like Madeline
I used to have friends but the contract got cancelled
Big guns get handled, olympic ting Kurt Angle
Fill up my teeth no enamel
Finesse this broad day chinging
My shoe sole no Campbell

(Hook: RV, Headie One, A Miz, T1)
When I pull up and crash, opps are gone in a flash
They push their friends and they dash
If you ain't fast enough you get stabbed
How many times did they try run?
And a too slow
2 skengs in the ride, that's two hoes
We're Silwood militant splashers
Late night might pull up with assistance
Might roll with the bruckey
One lean on a donny, slap out your wisdom
Lean with a ting don't leave your ends
Rammy or the kitchen know it don't bend
How many times have they left their friends?
Really on foul play tryna leave man benched

(A Miz)
I'm in the trap tryna multiply numbers, breaking down budge send it out in abundance
[?] threw me hella packs of the onions we ain't no [?] get it gone for the hundreds
And I'm still with my piece from the function, I back my villian what the fuck is an option?
Babygirl tick tock upon the pumpkin, squeeze it g you can eat some dumplings
Ay hush your mouth about cuddling, married to the trap flavours get the loving
Anywhere get popping, militant 15 gonna take them long start coughing
Me and bro on the 500, shit den fuck bro see an opp, A done him
And me and T on the 4 door whiz, tryna get rich, tryna get the phone milly rocking

(T1)
We're militant Silwood surgeons
Get the largest weapon, they're still injections any appointments get to working
What you know about the Asian dots, start jam so you have to show the knife works certain
And there's still two T's when we lurking
100 toes, 10 phones no service
Ring ring trap not just all twerking
Music is the motivation
Free all my guys incarcerated
Still grinding don't feel it's enough
Out here tryna see all these papers
I'm a grind till you see me in cuffs
We ain't talking bout female's love
Shing shing show till you see man's blood
And it's OFB and Silwood Nation

(Hook: RV, Headie One, A Miz, T1)
When I pull up and crash, opps are gone in a flash
They push their friends and they dash
If you ain't fast enough you get stabbed
How many times did they try run?
And a too slow
2 skengs in the ride, that's two hoes
We're Silwood militant splashers
Late night might pull up with assistance
Might roll with the bruckey
One lean on a donny, slap out your wisdom
Lean with a ting don't leave your ends
Rammy or the kitchen know it don't bend
How many times have they left their friends?
Really on foul play tryna leave man benched