Tetley

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo Rah, it's BKay you know YPB mixtape [Mixtape Intro: Big Ryde & Kwengface] And cuz, you see right now I need you to let these niggas know (Yo, Rah, it's BKay you know, YPB the mixtape) 'Cah man don't call the young Peckham bandit for nuttin', cuz [Verse 1] Look, me and these yutes ain't in the same calibre On the opp block search, man g-check yutes Jump out, fuck that, man stab him up In the bando still with the fours of each Man pebble that down and add it up On this roadman ting, I ain't no amateur Man's 10 years deep can't lie I feel old Can't lie, man's had enough But I'm still out here doing up black gang Grrrap, bap, slap man Peng ting says she's into abstract, I'm into gang violence and trapmash Opp boys want none of this copper I'm in O tryna dodge this copper Cause he knows my face, man's way too bait, hе said next time I see you, I got ya Yo, creep through the night likе Batman Man's pulling up tryna wack that or I got blades in my hand, Hugh Jackman Huh, best know this black gang Romanian ting with a fat back, know I gotta tap that Man fling them stones like bamm-bamm or I just jump out the blue, just wrap man Peng ting come my abandoned house This ting is freaky as fuck, she wanna fuck me in the bando now Baby that's a random shout Now I'm here doing a mad ting, bagging up grub with my dick in her mouth Left my stick on South, if there's pricks about then I'm whipping it out [Chorus] I tell baby, like please don't stress me How many times have we lurked and a man got dipped in the T like Tetley OT serving that grub, parcel loud cause a man needs plenty Peng ting on your boy, Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty Yo, look, I tell baby, like please don't stress me How many times have we lurked and a man got dipped in the T like Tetley OT serving that grub, parcel loud cause a man needs plenty Peng ting on your boy, Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty [Verse 2] Yo, back that 15, lengthy, man dip dip like a man get cheffy Leave 10 in your back like Messi He tripped up and shit got messy Nah G, man I ain't had brekky, only sit down just to count these readys And I don't know nuun about labels, I'm in OT serving them zeddies Yo, I tell baby like please no drama How many times have we lurked and a man put holes in clothes like Zara Peng ting straight from Ghana, all she wanna do is smoke and fuck, gyal don't wanna be my partner Call me the trap godfather, man bang weight but a man still marga Man bang weight but a man still sucked, how much grub have the mandem sucked? Even when I'm uptown, got my flick and my rambo tucked Yuck, damn, how much of them been yucked? How much of them been touched? [Pre-Chorus] But they still wanna talk, it's nuts Might talk, keep talking, I ain't tryna leave no warning Step round there, leave a man Steve Hawkings Leave a man, leave his marge mourning Might talk, keep talking, I ain't tryna leave no warning Step round there, leave a man Steve Hawkings Leave a man, leave his marge mourning [Chorus] I tell baby, like please don't stress me How many times have we lurked and a man got dipped in the T like Tetley OT serving that grub, parcel loud cause a man needs plenty Peng ting on your boy, Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty Yo, look, I tell baby, like please don't stress me How many times have we lurked and a man got dipped in the T like Tetley OT serving that grub, parcel loud cause a man needs plenty Peng ting on your boy, Canada goose and her makeup's Fenty [Outro] Yo, back that 15, lengthy, man dip dip like a man get cheffy Leave 10 in your back like Messi He tripped up and shit got messy Nah G, man I ain't ate brekky, only sit down just to count these readys And nah I don't know about labels- [Mixtape Outro: Kwengface & Big Ryde] Yo, back that 15, lengthy (Ah, shit), man dip dip like a man get cheffy Leave 10 in your back like Messi (You see this one? This one's called Tetley) He tripped up and shit got messy Nah G, man I ain't ate brekky, only sit down just to count these readys (And make sure you look out for the video, yeah?) And nah I don't know about labels- It's that new shit