Window Frame Cypher Remix
[Intro: Shao One]
Ayy, window frame, Shaolin, Doi Boi & Rupsha shout out Pete & Bas
Rate our shit boys Ay Ayy

[Hook: Shao One]
I got dosh on the way and a bag of the blaze cup up Tanqueray
(Cup up Tanqueray)
You Talk that Talk when you're here but I just don't hear what you say
(Nothin')
Like what did you say? (Huh?) you are not my friend you are not my mate (Nah)
Then a goose get caught runnin' down that block from the man with a bag on the face
I see that flop get a smack to the chin
(Hey)
Pull up with the boys gloved up and I'm gonna boot this back door in (Boot it)
Where the house for a bit then it's back to the crib with the sesh and the gin
Sell a couple sticks I do not do tick gotta pay your shit ay

[Verse 1: Shao One]
I don't wanna hear one word
Man I'm bout to be loose and leave 'em dead up on the curb
Man I'm stickin' ya hit nigga's are feelin' like a curse
And waitin' for a minute I'm bout to go write a verse
You hoes wanna fuck my mind
The snakes wanna waste my time
Better go with the bro's for the night
Smoke this chat shit it is steak and wine
You don't want trouble round here got a (?) for in case i see ya
Motherfucker wanna play too much now I don't trust shit turn to a light sleeper
You can try and swim with the sharks the sharks been hungry now we finna eat ya
You can play those games that you play got the girls on the way and we gonna go eat up
Aye I came cruisin' homies get kinda stupid
Like I ain't never knew it better look out now my homies are makin' movements
Couldn't pop the lock Arrgh bout to boot it
[Verse 2: Rupsha]
Drop the beat and my crew pop off
We chop the weed cut to hot box
Got Rupsha, Shao and Doi Boi too
Got 'em rushin' out and playin' this tune
My team workin harder cause we want it we gon' get it
When you talk that shit like bla bla wastin' breath cause I don't hear it
We gon' bust you up piñata have you cryin' to your mama
NGF gon' get it started NGF gon' leave a saga
I been lackin' up in my tracks lately
I'mma fuckin' fix that they'll see
Will I make it on top? maybe
Either way will I stop no way G
Spittin' these syllable's up in these intervals
You lookin' pitiful I'mma get rid of you
Better consider when we in the buildin'
We takin' ya dinner and makin' a meal
In the jungle you better watch out for the snakes
Man the lurk in the grass and they actin' all fake
Actor's just practisin' crap its embarrassin'
There's no comparison G we just carry shit
Off the top na no it's not
I write my shit but it's still hot
Proper job thats what we do
I'm stop a stoppin' and passin' to
[Verse 3: Doi Boi]
Passin' to we passin' out
You dogs wanna run your mouth
My dawgs runnin' through your house
A quick tch tch tch and he's out
Pack a sesh and the sesh them gone
NGF that set with the sauce
Kick Thurston kick go long
Yo Shao man pack us a bong

[Hook: Shao One]
I got dosh on the way and a bag of the blaze cup up Tanqueray
(Cup up Tanqueray)
You Talk that Talk when you're here but I just don't hear what you say
(Nothin')
Like what did you say? (Huh?) you are not my friend you are not my mate (Nah)
Then a goose get caught runnin' down that block from the man with a bag on the face
I see that flop get a smack to the chin
(Hey)
Pull up with the boys gloved up and I'm gonna boot this back door in (Boot it)
Where the house for a bit then it's back to the crib with the sesh and the gin
Sell a couple sticks I do not do tick gotta pay your shit ay