[Intro: Karma & Kwengface]
(Razz)
Yo
Razz, what we tellin' 'em?
[Verse 1: Karma & Kwengface]
Ching man down with a blade, try run away, I left spinal scars (Ching, ching, dip-dip)
Caught an opp boy, he got bored up, now the boy's covered in tribal marks (Oh, man)
Ride, ride like I cycled past, bro-bro said I'm a psychopath (I'm mad)
'Cause I love tryna turn man holy and I ain't never been to a Bible class (Splash, splash)
Ying man down like holy moly (Di-di-dip)
I done chinged up yutes when I'm sober and I done chinged up yutes when I stogie (Dip, dip, dip, dip, dip)
Tryna eat all of this food like Choji (Woo)
Look, dip my man in his face now man's lookin' all tribal (Mad)
I walk with my shank, that's vital, on a good day, man, I might just light you (Graah, baap)
Light you, if I see jakes then I'm gone in a poof (Dash, dash)
Hop that fence, might run on the roof (Gone)
Duck that bird, that's duck, duck, goose (Duck, duck)
Boost, boost like an energy juice
'Cah they tryna nick me, I can't leave no proof
Got my rammy on me, you don't have it on you
When I trap, I got zips like a rucksack do, now baddies wan' lick all my nutsacks, too
[Chorus: Kwengface & Karma]
Look, look, man slide and attack them (Woo, woo)
True say that I ain't got platinum, but this hand ting still looks platinum (Brrt, baap, baap, baap)
Look, I'm a Anglo-Saxon, catch him, tryna turn man to a fraction (Ching)
Ash him, di-di-di-dipped and I'm dashin'
Crash it, in a lit whip, not legit with a passion
Fire that ting like a dragon (Braap)
Look, man slide and attack them (Woo, woo)
True say that I ain't got platinum, but this hand ting still looks platinum (Brrt, baap, baap, baap)
Look, I'm a Anglo-Saxon, catch him, tryna turn man to a fraction (Ching)
Ash him, di-di-di-dipped and I'm dashin'
Crash it, in a lit whip, not legit with a passion
Fire that ting like a dragon
[Verse 2: Kwengface & Karma]
Hop out the ride, bang it, you can get lit by the automatic (Hrr, hrr)
This new shape Coupe is a automatic, fly out the ride and crash it
I'm wavin' my stick like Potter, but nah, my slime, I ain't doin' up magic (Di-di-dip)
P-p-pull up, hop out, bang it, between me and Max, that's like five slapping's
In the-in the room with like ten slappers, five of them whores, I'm five of them trappers (Do the maths)
Slim, fit ting with a back who's boujee, she got a thing for the rappers (Big one, beep)
Beep-beep, that's the sound of your girl when she backin' it up
Got a big, fat back and I'm slappin' it up (Back, back)
Yo, big man, why do you pattern her up?
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (Braap, baap)
Man's tryna fry up the opp block and man's tryna fry up my own block too (Woo)
Me and Skeng done found some laces and now we tryna rock them boots (Let's go)
I done miss MadMax tryna slap that fours tryna put an opp into two
Groove, groove, groove, groove
[Chorus: Kwengface & Karma]
Look, man slide and attack them (Woo, woo)
True say that I ain't got platinum, but this hand ting still looks platinum (Brrt, baap, baap, baap)
Look, I'm a Anglo-Saxon, catch him, tryna turn man to a fraction (Ching)
Ash him, di-di-di-dipped and I'm dashin'
Crash it, in a lit whip, not legit with a passion
Fire that ting like a dragon(Braap)
Look, man slide and attack them (Woo, woo)
True say that I ain't got platinum, but this hand ting still looks platinum (Brrt, baap, baap, baap)
Look, I'm a Anglo-Saxon, catch him, tryna turn man to a fraction (Ching)
Ash him, di-di-di-dipped and I'm dashin'
Crash it, in a lit whip, not legit with a passion
Fire that ting like a dragon (Braap)
[Outro]
(Razz)
