Guns & Kettles

[Intro: Kwengface]

Hrr

Ayy, French what you tellin' 'em, man?

(Quincy Tellem)

I'm into guns and kettles, that's what I like

Look

[Verse 1: Kwengface]

Got-got rose gold bells for the hand ting (Woo)

And I got bare new rose gold Carti

Broski tryna blow this farty

And my next bro tryna hide his margie

Can't lie, I don't like to party without my mash, man I do that hardly

Me and bro on the pitch, we're takin' a piss

Comin' like man are Jeff Hardy (Man)

Twenty-five racks in Dior

Thought it was a lot, then said "I must spend more" (Spend again, spend again, spend again)

Nine in the clip, thought "What for?"

It was a lot but I need much more

I heard certain man went and left their squad

They weren't doin' shit anyway

Them guys ain't real, they do it for girls

I'll trade 'em for quickie anyday

Broski still ridin' off safety

Bang that ting 'til his hand goes lazy (Braap)

They say that my flow too wavy

Double tie that one quick, too crazy (Double tie)

Only step out my house for money

Still on my shit, yeah, fuck you, pay me (Ay)

How they rap and lie and rap and die (Liar) will forever amaze me (Mad)

No basic drip, my free to spin just matchin' my kicks

No basic bitch, matchin' swag, got hers and his (Ay, come 'ere)

Flint knife when I diced down Liz and a big rambo when I diced down pricks (Di-di-dip)

I'ma need your size nine kicks, laces too with a extra- (Braap)

[Chorus: Kwengface & French The Kid]

Guns and kettles (Baap)

No way this beef can settle (No)

If I rise this stick and I bun man skin it will sting way more than nettles (Braap)

And with guns we settle

Try press on the spray like Dettol

Jump in the ride, bro stays with the metal

Yeah, got ran down, came back with a kettle

[Verse 2: French The Kid]

Raise the travelers, raise the boys that think about toys and just care 'bout guns

I ain't runnin' with a flick, bro's runnin' with a clip for the stick that we rip 'til a prick gets bunned

Never really cared 'bout the shit that you done

What you do when there's smoke in your lungs?

I don't care 'bout trap, I don't care 'bout funds

Son, back out your mash or run

Family man 'til I'm back with the gang and a part bit of grass 'til his face in the crad

Now I gotta leave 'cah they say that I'm lad

Fuck it, pick up the shh then baow

Make no sign

Broski I swear that I seen them in time

Now I gotta make a lil' call for the vinyl

Stuck to the plan when he got ran down (Down)

[Chorus: Kwengface & French The Kid]

Guns and kettles (Baap)

No way this beef can settle (No)

If I rise this stick and I bun man skin it will sting way more than nettles (Braap)

And with guns we settle

Try press on the spray like Dettol

Jump in the ride, bro stays with the metal

Yeah, got ran down, came back with a kettle

[Outro: French The Kid & Kwengface]

And with guns we settle

Way this—, no-no—

Jump in the ride, bro stays with the metal

Will sting way more than—, way more than nettles

And with guns we settle

No way this beef can settle

Jump in the ride, bro stays with the metal

Sting way more than nettles