[Verse 1 ] Discord static, mics live, squad's all in PUBG loading, here we go again Plane's screaming over Erangel's coast Pochinki calling - that's where we ghost "Boat Yard, lads, loot's clean, no fight" "Nah - Pochinki, hot drop, that's the rite" "Boat Yard's safe, we gear up slow" "Sod safe - Pochinki, that's where we go" [Pre-chorus] "Hot drop, hot drop, follow me down" Four chutes screaming to the bones of the town [Verse 2] Hit the roof, boots hit the tile Bag - got it, vest - got it, lid on, that's my style Crack a door - heart in my throat Just a shotgun? Nooooooo I'm a sitting goat (background: "MY SMASH!") TROOPER's got his Dearly Beloved "If you don't have it now, you'll have to get it later" [Chorus 1] We're gunning, gunning for a chicken dinner Last squad standing, only one winner Circle's closing, hearts are thinner Gunning, gunning chicken dinner [Verse 3] Footsteps pounding through the floor above MP5 - yes - now we're in the thick of love Spray and pray, no, control the kick Two down quick, that's the magic trick (background: "TEAM FLASH!") [Bridge 1] Crate in the corner, lid pops slow M24 - boys, it's the holy ghost show Bolt-action poetry, scope on the ridge Now we're not surviving To the bridge [Verse 4] Hijack a Dacia, foot to the floor Island in our sights, we're going to war Bridge campers waiting, muzzle flash bright Pop - tyre's gone - we're spinning in the light Wheel sideways, smoke and the squeal Hahaha... ran the bastard under the wheel [Verse 5 ] Bunker down, second floor, broken glass Pop-shotting through the window as they pass (background: "TEAM SMOKE!") Got a man down, syringe in the chest Zone shrinks again - we're not where it's best Should've had the high ground, took the low Now we're playing scared with nowhere to go [Pre-chorus 2] Eight alive - and the circle's on us Squad versus squad, no time to discuss [Chorus 2] We're gunning, gunning for a chicken dinner Helmets flying as the smoke gets thinner Deployable cover slam down the centre Ping, ping, ping armour splinters [Verse 6] Teammates dropping, left and right Two down, two left, holding the fight Then it's just me - one on one, dead silent ninja Hes gota P90 sneaking up behind ya Take the charge, hipfire, last bullet, full clip sender Last man standing meets the grim reaper [Final chorus] Winner, Winner, got our chicken dinner Solo'd the squad - call me the sinner-grinner Squad's all dead but the kill was a winner Gunning, gunning chicken dinner [Outro] "Screenshot that and drop it in the scrap book" Pochinki's waiting - load us back in.
