4 Minutes of Kayos

Lyrics

[Intro] M1OnTheBeat Gang Karma Karma karma Roll round with the shh shh Gang gang [Verse] Buck nose or a long nose like Squidward (Squidward) You don't wanna get smoked like cigarettes Sweets for the wap they ain't very delicious Ching a man, cut like scissors Chest shot, if he dies it's deliberate (Splash splash) My Nan prays for my deliverance from evil but my heart won't listen I love wetting mans head like Christen Fish him, get a man soaked like dishes (ching, ching) I still dash from the racist piglets IC3 I'm suspicious Same goes for my bros no difference When they see jakes they do a long distance (dash, dash) I love swinging my sword with brilliance Live on a ride i know he's an opp Doors pop now he wants to be a civilian Three of them died, now I'm inconsiderate (Inconsiderate) Hence why I'm Incog billin' it Bun it then bill up his other affiliates Pagans hate same gang on a ride, why? Scary site like Insidious (Scary scary) All of my niggas belligerent If you say it different you're talking gibberish Gyally wan' ride on this dick Said she can't take it, I said no I insist (insist) This bad b' giving me lip I buss' all over her face and tits in front of her kid whilst she babysits Shit, mind your behaviour bitch (Ay mind it) I need to take these trips Ye, yeah yeah I know I'm on license, all of that but i gotta take that risk My Nan still lives in Bside Still take trips to the pagans strip Home visit once try do it on Incog S Me and Kweng couldn't get through piss Don't matter now it is what it is, why? My man doesn't exist No, No i ain't got no manners Yes I'm rude I guess I'm a prick (I guess I'm a prick) I guess I'm a prick, shit mum should've named me nettle I love use bleach and dettol After I ching a man down with metal I don't need bust down two bells This time last year I was doing two kettles I don't need bust down two bells This time last year I was doing two kettles We got things and stuff Money and violence fully in love I love when my nank gets sauced with blood I don't play games cah i play too rough My Rambo come way too buff Take serious risks do dangerous stuff If i get grabbed, it's nuts, no comment, no talk, no ifs or buts (Shh) I swear I won't break like buds like up in your headpiece I'm way too tough And we love trap, push drugs Bruce tryna move with the angel dust When i fly O, manna grabbed, get plugged No fuss it is what it is don't judge me I love life but this life ain't lovely Everyday i look out for opps and undies Paranoid yute but i don't move jumpy I ten toes on the roads all comfy Two shanks up if a nigga wan' touch me I done said that I'm fully on fuckery Any opp get popped like bubbly Tryna see a nigga get dropped like humpty Kwengface with the dotty got dumpy I grip nanks like Crocodile Dundee I hate when a nigga try run I'll puncture your lungs so you better not run It's still anything b get bun Put teeth in buds for an eediat one I ain't like you, you're a lenient punk Slide through, start squeezing guns (brap, brap) Squeeze that gun like a black girls bum Mans chest get bun likes he's drinking rum Fry that man, get a late night tan And i really done said you don't need no sun Ever since i started this music ting I've been getting some phoney love (some fake) Now girls wanna show me love No love for a bitch just give me some uck (this top) I got this young ting giving me buss Still bust in her hair for fun Have her looking at me like look what you done (hahaha) Like look what you did (Look what you did) And i swear she got a lethal biz Dibby that down till' a girl go splish But fuck that bitch I don't care bout' vagina Nike swag I don't care bout designer (for real) Look, i took a few L's it's a minor I got my rammy on me, I'm a rider I got the heart of a lion or tiger (I do) Love cash and I care for my Lyca So I'm topping that up with a fiver I'll let the ting spray, no primer On my Jack Jones Imma outsider (ergh) My backbone that's my lil broly Roll deep for my broski I can't lie fam That's the price I'll pay for my blood If I'm on you I don't rate you enough If you're on me then I'm shaving your gut That's splash leave a punk bathing in blood My lifestyle made me a tugg Attention niggas ain't paying enough Try G-check me and get your cranium bust Get your cranium bust No lie, Imma real life veteran Kweng said the beef ain't settlin' So we ride out all black like melanin Bitch niggas wan' lie i need evidence When i caught you, you were moving all feminine Trap you in a pedal bike pedalling Psycho I don't need no medicine Ay