Kaka

[Intro] (Fanatix) Velli [Verse 1] Turn a young boy to the D, not Abba Dotty, know Dutch, not nice like Baka Under my coat, that's a brand new wap (Trust) Man grab it and kick it like Kaka Spent more than five years in the cell (Facts) They had the young boy in the slammer All of my niggas do murders and robberies I'm from where they robbed Juelz Santana Don't need no central in this Gang unit know I'm a gangster Just gotta play for Sahara Grill (Yeah) Don't put no ice in my Fanta The plug still talkin' 'bout future plans If I burn this bridge, it don't matter (No) It's Dutch from the fifth Dun' know how the ting set mad up (Yeah) [Chorus] Dun' know how the ting set mad up Too much gyal, get grab up Too much stab it and dig it and twist it 'Round here, too much man gеt stab up (Come here) Barе man wanna do rap Too much cap, the ting don't add up (No) Ride around town, windows black Move back 'fore the thing go black opp, ayy (Brrt) [Verse 2] Bad B tell me she on me I'm like "Bend your back for my dargy" I just bought a thousand grams of the clam Pack goin' up North like Vardy I gotta give thanks for my gun What would I do without you, my chargie? (What would I do without you, my chargie?) Sixteen shots, get these pagans off me Dun' know how the ting set different Dutch, countless drillings Way before waps and kitchen knives (Uh-uh) Made do with mummy's kitchen (Facts) Tell my young boy "Carry this wap" (Carry that) You don't want to get caught slippin' (No) If I stab it, dig it, twist it Then I'm probably gonna leave it in him (Dutch) No comment, no snitching No face, I don't wanna go prison Been there, I don't wanna go back I lost so much time to the system (Facts) Champagne for all of the pain, ain't nothin' but Dom Pérignon when I'm pissin' (Yeah) Left me out in the rain, I know they're gonna call my name when I'm missin' [Chorus] Dun' know how the ting set mad up Too much gyal, get grab up (Yeah) Too much stab it and dig it and twist it 'Round here, too much man get stab up (Come here) Bare man wanna do rap Too much cap, the ting don't add up (No) Ride around town, windows black Move back 'fore the thing go black opp, ayy (Brrt)