Kwengface, BGody - TV lyrics
[Kwengface, BGody - TV lyrics]
Grrr, brrah ay, woo
(SJ) yo, yo, yo
Boy take it easy, before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys
Opps hate me, come cheeky
Tings hate me, still cheeky
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
I told him "I'm smokin' GB"
Lurk on any man's block
Got about six odd gangs that's beefin'
It's mad 'cause they all been touched
(Yuck-yucked) dishin' out beef with season
I done whipped that skeng
Wan' circ' who I want
Only Moscow way I got squeezin' (Mad)
Slapped my dick in her clit
Tell her suck on the tip
You know I'm on teasin' (Ay, ay)
I got two hands onto that gwap, gwap
On the opp block tryna wave that dot dot
I don't care if a man inside 'cause a
Man still trap and the streamin' pops off
I just trapped like three hunnid hot rocks
Now I'm in OT doin' up hopscotch
I'm up real late tryna serve this late
Tryna plot where it's not hot (Brr)
The Feds are raidin' my mum's house
Said "These guns must cost a lot" (Mad)
They lookin' at man's bank statements askin'
Me where I get this gwap (It's mad)
I told them that I do music
Call my manager just to back a man up
(Ha ha) now I'm hittin' up town with Ye
Up in Harrison fuckin' it up
(Drill it, spill it, spill it)
I see man copy my drip
Man copy my ting tryna be like me (My sons)
I went and told Karma
I'm playin' I spy with my E-Y-E (My bro)
Gettin' up from a peng lightie and
I still got grub, Kendall, kylie
(Mm hm) "And nah, I ain't ever been yucked"
What? Why you lyin' a G? (Why?)
Boy take it easy, before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys (Yuck)
Opps hate me, come cheeky (Mad)
Tings hate me, still cheeky (Ay come 'ere)
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
I told him "I'm smokin' GB" (Woo, woo)
Yo, yo in the field don't box like AJ
I do it like Ray-J and hit it first (Woosh)
The boy still but I let it burst
Bad boys run when the bullets swerve
Yo, if you Moscow march on fulsome
I'ma pull up with Trizz' and
Do it for bro 'nem i got way more bands than
My olders, fuckin' bums
Let's pull up and show them
She on me and she on bro too
We still take turns but I hit it first (Ay)
Young ting hold this stub
I used to make Rhino hold my grub
"Ay, 'Gody spill it, drench it"
I got iron on me I can bench it
Pussy come tight and I'll stretch it
Dick in her mouth, I'm a dentist
Boy take it easy before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys (Yuck, yuck)
Opps hate me, come cheeky (Mad)
Tings hate me, still cheeky (Ay, come 'ere)
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
I told him "I'm smokin' GB"
Boy take it easy before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys
Opps hate me, come cheeky (Mad)
Tings hate me, still cheeky (Ay, come 'ere)
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I told him "I'm smokin' GB"
It's that new shit kwengface YPB
Young Peckham Bandit: Tha Come Up, yeah
(SJ) yo, yo, yo
Boy take it easy, before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys
Opps hate me, come cheeky
Tings hate me, still cheeky
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
I told him "I'm smokin' GB"
Lurk on any man's block
Got about six odd gangs that's beefin'
It's mad 'cause they all been touched
(Yuck-yucked) dishin' out beef with season
I done whipped that skeng
Wan' circ' who I want
Only Moscow way I got squeezin' (Mad)
Slapped my dick in her clit
Tell her suck on the tip
You know I'm on teasin' (Ay, ay)
I got two hands onto that gwap, gwap
On the opp block tryna wave that dot dot
I don't care if a man inside 'cause a
Man still trap and the streamin' pops off
I just trapped like three hunnid hot rocks
Now I'm in OT doin' up hopscotch
I'm up real late tryna serve this late
Tryna plot where it's not hot (Brr)
The Feds are raidin' my mum's house
Said "These guns must cost a lot" (Mad)
They lookin' at man's bank statements askin'
Me where I get this gwap (It's mad)
I told them that I do music
Call my manager just to back a man up
(Ha ha) now I'm hittin' up town with Ye
Up in Harrison fuckin' it up
(Drill it, spill it, spill it)
I see man copy my drip
Man copy my ting tryna be like me (My sons)
I went and told Karma
I'm playin' I spy with my E-Y-E (My bro)
Gettin' up from a peng lightie and
I still got grub, Kendall, kylie
(Mm hm) "And nah, I ain't ever been yucked"
What? Why you lyin' a G? (Why?)
Boy take it easy, before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys (Yuck)
Opps hate me, come cheeky (Mad)
Tings hate me, still cheeky (Ay come 'ere)
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
I told him "I'm smokin' GB" (Woo, woo)
Yo, yo in the field don't box like AJ
I do it like Ray-J and hit it first (Woosh)
The boy still but I let it burst
Bad boys run when the bullets swerve
Yo, if you Moscow march on fulsome
I'ma pull up with Trizz' and
Do it for bro 'nem i got way more bands than
My olders, fuckin' bums
Let's pull up and show them
She on me and she on bro too
We still take turns but I hit it first (Ay)
Young ting hold this stub
I used to make Rhino hold my grub
"Ay, 'Gody spill it, drench it"
I got iron on me I can bench it
Pussy come tight and I'll stretch it
Dick in her mouth, I'm a dentist
Boy take it easy before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys (Yuck, yuck)
Opps hate me, come cheeky (Mad)
Tings hate me, still cheeky (Ay, come 'ere)
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
I told him "I'm smokin' GB"
Boy take it easy before we put man on a TV
Yuck man down in my Jordan 1's
Yuck man down in my Yeezys
Opps hate me, come cheeky (Mad)
Tings hate me, still cheeky (Ay, come 'ere)
Bro asked me what I'm smokin' on
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I told him "I'm smokin' GB"
It's that new shit kwengface YPB
Young Peckham Bandit: Tha Come Up, yeah