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Description
Vocals: Interplanetary Criminal
Vocals: Flowdan
Sound engineer: Automatik Pro
Sound Designer: Dan Ewins
Bass guitar, keyboards, programming, sampler, synthesizer: Interplanetary Criminal
Drum Machine: Interplanetary Criminal
Electronic Drums: Interplanetary Criminal
Electronic Percussion: Interplanetary Criminal
Producer: Interplanetary Criminal
Mastering: Kevin Granger
Vocals: Kwengface
Bongo: Tom Demak
Drum machine: Tom Demak
Electronic drums: Tom Demak
Keyboards, programming, sampler, synthesizer: Tom Demak
Electronic percussion: Tom Demak
Electronic Piano: Tom Demak
Producer: Tom Demak
Composer, Lyricist: Jamil Theo Carroll
Composer, lyricist: Mark Veira
Composer, Lyricist: Matthew Edwards
Composer, Lyricist: Ninian Agyemang-Fosu
Composer, Lyricist: Zachary Bruce
Lyrics and translation
Original
Gun jam.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock.
Gun, gun, gun.
On the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
Gun jam.
Look, look, look. Lurk on any man's block. Go about six whole gangs man's beefin'.
-I'm lurkin'.
-It's mad 'cause they all been touched, nut. Dishin' out beef with season.
And I whip that ting on them man, it weren't -only them waves I got squeezin'.
-Gun jam.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
Gun, gun, gun.
Gun jam.
-Gun, gun.
-But when it pops off, everything locked off. Gonna wanna skip like hopscotch, so hear what.
So we just pull up to the block where you're posted, with the audience ready for your roasting. 'Cause you said a lot of stuff and now you're trolling.
But the big four-five's never joking, so we gotta regulate, look, and control it.
Stinking if we're ever rolling. Yeah, we got a higher meditation, we're floating.
But in the headtop, we slam shot and leave it open, you idiot.
Gun jam.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
Yeah, we turn evil and laugh. Spirits them help me get even, Taras.
Suit up and ready for the task, bare face, no mask. Point blank range when it blast.
Nothing's ever been a problem for my dargs. Tank full of petrol, phone full of charges.
Dark if you wanna know my entourage. Fatalities whenever we start, them dead.
Gun jam.
Gun, gun, gun. Gun jam. Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun.
Gun jam.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock.
-Gun, gun, gun. -On the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
-Gun jam.
-I got two hands doing up cock-cock, doing up cock-cock, doing up cock-cock, doing up cock-cock, doing up cock.
'Cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
I got two hands doing up cock-cock on the opp block tryna wave that dot-dot.
I don't care if a man ain't sign 'cause a man still trap and the shooting pops off.
Gun jam.
-Gun, gun, gun.
-But when it pops off, everything locked off.