Tizzy Gang, Merky ACE, Cadell, Tre Mission, Ko-Kane - QWERTY lyrics

[Tizzy Gang, Merky ACE, Cadell, Tre Mission, Ko-Kane - QWERTY lyrics]

We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi

If it's war, I'll be there in a jiffy
I'll make it sticky
In and out like a quickie
Twist him in the air like SSX tricky
I was on the frontline
You was tryna wet your willy
I was putting on a bally and gloves
You was asking your gyal if you
Could tek off your Jimmy
Dargs dem ah meet me and they move like Idi
Man want war? Nah, they're not silly
Turn you rascal like Dizzee cuh
Turn you like Iggy when face get buck 150
Jook, jook, jook, dip
Now he's dancing like P Diddy
We ridin' on Kawasaki, not chillies
Run when you see me on
Your block with Thingymajig
And know say I've got that thingybob nearby
Dash it in his face, fuck fair fight
Said he mash works, that's bare lies
'Cause he didn't do nuttin' but was their guy
Beef with Max is long like my hair
Like mad if you think you can tear mine
First class seat on Tizzy Gang airline
This ain't a game, can't get no spare lives
Search and destroy, man down when I air mine

We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi

You don't know how the TG roll
Too much lip, that's bowl
Get dipped for the talk, don't troll
Six up when the 6 Boy cut through
Hold six if you told
Gyal too washed with her mouth
But tight when she quit's, it's cold
You don't know how to rinse and fold
ODB, I was rinsing old
They forget the beef cause it's old
Come to the ends, get poled
Shed no tears for the pagans that's too bad
Should've mind where you strolled
Too much pride in his head
That's vain, he can die with his gold
All my niggas on crime when it's cold
All my niggas on crime when it's flame out
Do dirt, make tunes, take brains out
Ride out when it's wet, get rained out
I did too much road, I got rained out
You heard too much shots, you got reined in
You just bang on net, you don't bang out
I never called his phone, it just rang out
I had to call the bros and they ran out
It's like pick up sticks and do drum
Then it's back to ends and do rum
It's like 3-0 and 2-1
It's like test a new gun
It's like pick up sticks and do drum
Then it's back to ends and do rum
It's like 3-0 and 2-1
It's like test a new gun

We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi

Done already told you I've been out
Here from a young G
You thought I was joking? No
Saw that yout on a backroad
Dreads all swinging had him doing ten toes
Don't give a fuck if he's on this ting
'Cause, I've been out here from early
Just me and Merky, dun know I kept it real
He just had me out on the field
Belly all hurting, belly all turn up
Phone up man for a box of the amm
Little bit of Henny on the side
Them my niggas are ready to ride
Dun know we got the ting in the ride
Don't wanna get bucked by none of my guys
Don't wanna get bucked by none of my guys

We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
We worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if you are not certi
Hold up, hold up, we worksy, they QWERTY
They type, we ride, we Gs
They nerdy, been on it from early
Can't par with the opps if
You are not certige rage
Rage rage, rage

To all you guys that don't wanna do grime
What are you scared of?
Don't wanna retweet my music
Cause you hate the fact of my awareness
But, I'm back with a full load
Stick a dirty leg in like Paul Scholes
I've got a whole lot of swag in my wardrobe
I'm on the red carpet, lord knows
My Louboutin cost me a killing
It's all down to the fact I'm winning
I can do a freestyle on a prewritten
Run up on your yard when
I'm wearing my mittens
Slide for your jewellery, call that slipping
I do grime, I can do a bit of dub
Either way, I've gotta make my living
I don't wanna spit like no MC
That ain't no G, no fam or villain

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave
You won't be saved (rage)
Don't look in my face
I'll blow up this place
And leave no trace (rage)
Catch up with ACE and Koz's pace
On this wild bass (rage)
Real talk, I'll aim, I'm so not sane
Most thoughts in my brain are

Shitting in a nitty's house, standing up
I ain't tryna make that seat touch my butt
But, it's peak out here, bricks gotta get cut
If it ain't paper then it ain't valid
We're the best but Faze ain't Khaled
Eff Tizzy come like a Lewisham ballad
Aim for your kuffer and split that rapid
When I'm filled with rage, I turn to a savage
Yeah i was on the roadside, donny
Hostel life in the trap with Kozzie
Would've got a flick knife left in your body
Would've said good, would've never said sorry
Smoke amni, no, I don't take molly
I'm ACE, same screwed up face
On my paper chase
Filled with nuttin' but rage

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave
You won't be saved (rage)
Don't look in my face
I'll blow up this place
And leave no trace (rage)
Catch up with ACE and Koz's pace
On this wild bass (rage)
Real talk, I'll aim, I'm so not sane
Most thoughts in my brain are

Shoutout Teddy, this one's a zoners
Look at us now, we've got Daytonas
See the internet mods who don't like me
Don't lie, you all get boners
Release a video, get 100K views
Get more dislikes than likes? That's old news
Dem guys wanna be in my shoes
Could never fit in my size six boots
Louis Vuitton
One more tune, I swear I'm gone
I'm just waiting for the right deal
Then all my real Gs, I will put on
I'm off, call me
Only veterans know who he is
Only real Gs know what I'm on
So you vs me is overly long, safe

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave
You won't be saved (rage)
Don't look in my face
I'll blow up this place
And leave no trace (rage)
Catch up with ACE and Koz's pace
On this wild bass (rage)
Real talk, I'll aim, I'm so not sane
Most thoughts in my brain are

Man ah smoke ammi in Blue, no shisha
Home of the Gaza
Class A pebbler, classy farmer
See me with E, tings get darker
Wanna make P and be a farda
But, I'm still climbing
Looking for the answer
2013, it's a business venture
Family Tree, make your tear surrender
Yo, stand firm
He looks like any yat with a perm
If you don't hear then you will feel
If you don't listen then you will learn
When your skin get burnt
Zoom off, put that in the gear, then turn
Won't see me nowhere near any germ
Everyone stern

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave
You won't be saved (rage)
Don't look in my face
I'll blow up this place
And leave no trace (rage)
Catch up with ACE and Koz's pace
On this wild bass (rage)
Real talk, I'll aim, I'm so not sane
Most thoughts in my brain are (rage)

On road, onstage, on mic, on pave
You won't be saved (rage)
Don't look in my face
I'll blow up this place
And leave no trace (rage)
Catch up with ACE and Koz's pace
On this wild bass (rage)
Real talk, I'll aim, I'm so not sane
Most thoughts in my brain are (rage)

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