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Giggs 100 Reps ft Kyze (432hz)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Giggs
Giggs
Vocals
KYZE
KYZE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giggs
Giggs
Composer
Taurean Taylor
Taurean Taylor
Composer
Michael Dobbins
Michael Dobbins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whoismike
Whoismike
Producer
6IXVI
6IXVI
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

WhoisMike going crazy A hundred reps They money flex Fill up my tank My tummy's next Run the cheque You're under threat Don't waste my time I'm kinda stretched We're southern vet My suttin's set I'll play the game 'til sudden death I meditate 'Til I manifest Told him hand me the paper And the rest Gwarnin' I'm just gwarnin' If I go silent on man, it's still a warning Palm trees Cali, I'm palming Told Chana and plantain, in the morning Pecky boys, just Pecknarmin' You still get a cornin' if it's calling It's a bad man movie where you're starring Told a fed suck his mum and he said, "Charming" Ruthless savage, cutting through roots rapid Move two package, get a few new mashes Fuck around with the men in black, you might see flashes In my ends, nobody sees what happened Move that snow, pro-white like a fascist Might take your snow white and give her pipe in the passage She was giving man the eye So I might leave mine on her lashes Chicks be giving us the drop on man Then off come latches I got heat in the stash I got heat for the masses So I burn it down like ashes to ashes Chicks' mum say I'm a catch And they say, "Go catch him" Shotta in love? No way, won't happen I see G's in the street, they see me and start clapping G's came up on us, not you and them trashes Getting brave in your shades but I see through glasses Take your hats off, show me you're not cappin' Haunted Delicate flower, I'm like a orchid Sauciest nigga, I got the sauces Redder the blue and it's like I'm morpheous Tired of niggas, fam I'm exhausted Anakin Sky, walk with the forces Niggas be telling me lies, nigga that's horse-shit We got the weight like forklifts So forfeit Giggs Expect addition This beneficial, this demolition Yeah, fuck that These men are missions These men official This hella fishin' Fuck it Fish 'em out Yeah, better fish 'em What? Chess board and I smell a bishop (yeah) Fuck a bitch but never kiss 'em (yeah) Always talk but never listen All these rappers dead but never risen Hollow, always give but never given (yeah) Give and drive but never driven Always give advice, it's never hidden Best fix up your English Gangsters and gentlemen, thinks he's distinguished Beef set on fire then shit get extinguished Knocked couple times then kicked off the hinges Cuz bring it back then click with your fingers Ripped through your skin, mad sick then it lingered Jump when it's jumping Sprint with the sprinters Big like Kingzy, lift up the Simbas Yeah, heavy things Hench yutes get popped up, bury gyms Chances looks very slim Get pasteurised, semi-skinned (yeah) Cringy, very cringe You know me, popped up like anytings (yeah) Back shots made Kerrie spin The back stroke made Kerrie swim Don't get it twisted, Oliver (yeah) Travelling like Gulliver (yeah) That's my one and I Like her a lot so don't make fun of her (yeah) Shots like balala Bad man gunnin' up Bad man bun 'em up Red P (yeah) Bad man colourer Old school Narm, bad man from Samina Ayo Giggs Just make dem noise out Badman time, bolalala!
Writer(s): Taurean Taylor, Jason Neville Thompson, Michael Dobbins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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