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dings - kay-o & chk lyrics

[intro: chk & kay*o]
(nino made the track)
consistent reddies, skipped me brekky
consistent crime if quids are tight
then i’m gettin’ in the dings, i’ll make his wristw*tch—

[chorus: chk & kay*o]
consistent reddies, skipped me brekky
it’s like six and i’m filling up the dings with petty
i drop bingo, da bits from pennies
cah my plug got zips, giuseppe, i’m on my strip all smelly
consistent crime if quids are tight
then i’m gettin’ in the dings, i’ll make his wristw*tch mine
get rid of the dark like i fl!cked a light
and still man will flip da white, i take risks in life
[verse 1: kay*o]
i’ve done preed the game
all want a piece of fame, they cravin’ for the the clout
dem man so greedy for a name
i just want the ps and most people want be bait
same time, i want freedom for my people in a cage
the streets already heated, but the net still feeds the flames
you should never fear another brudda if he bleeds the same
put shegz to rest and it’ll never ease the pain
even if we make them pagans never ever breathe again
as a captain, lead the way, gotta pattern up the players
make it happen, no debate, they follow fashion, but they late
lapped him if we in a race
rather stack then spend these papes
could be in hatton’s for some chains
instead it’s wagons and new sprays
monthly a few hundred thousand listeners
but still on robberies and tellin’ man they gotta give it up
runnin’ up distributors, i pull a stick and get him stuck
then i’m distributing it, they onto me, i keep it tucked
conspire with my co*conspirators, we can’t be bruck
we breachin’ their perimeters, well then we on the hunt
i’m the signaller, i just gotta give a thumb
we feelin’ fidgety, we puttin’ fingers on ’em guns
whenever we lift up they out, spin it back if they come
big bread or get crumbs, rather some than none
run it up or be rubbed
when you’re broke as a joke, you won’t find nuttin fun
[verse 1: chk]
rose gold kettle and it’s smashin’ da chart
i could of got it all yellow like maggie and bart
gettin’ to da bag, i got data in my heart
i pushed the corsa ’round da strip like it’s mario kart
i been a get money n*gga from a pickney, i ain’t no liar
posted on da corner like snoop from the show wire
free my little n*gga rockz, that’s a known fryer
blow fire from the ped like the ghostrider
i put da ends on my back till it sprained my spine
da five*o pulled me over just to rate the shine
yung kaut blaze da nine
and leave t**th on your top like da bape design
i bagged it with my eyes, i couldn’t use ’em dead skells
sorry to my clients, i was broke tryna stretch sales
touch wizzy then it’s cracking like eggsh*lls
i’m tryna burn his wig like s*curl
tryna mash a quick ten, i’m going all week at it
n*ggas makin’ diss tracks and i ain’t took a peak at it
’cause i ain’t tryna battle rap, i ain’t b*rabit
catch him on da mains and let da neek have it
i’m on cloud ninety, you can see it all in my eye
blue zushi and gary payton got me fry*i
jakes wanna spy*i, 5″9 naija and i’m fly*i
grew up with da yardies boom bye*i
[chorus: chk & kay*o]
consistent reddies, skipped me brekky
it’s like six and i’m filling up the dings with petty
i drop bingo, da bits from pennies
cah my plug got zips, giuseppe, i’m on my strip all smelly
consistent crime if quids are tight
then i’m gettin’ in the dings, i’ll make his wristw*tch mine
get rid of the dark like i fl!cked a light
and still man will flip da white, i take risks in life

- kay o chk lyrics

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