Cammy Riddim Lyrics

Them man say they got boys on road

I don't care about your boys on road

What are you on?

Don't really care about your bars and flows

Cos your bars are lies and your flows ain't cold

What are you on?

Always talking about packs get sold

But the cats on your road don't know

What are you on?

Thinks he's a big boy mc just cos he had 2 sets on mode what are you on?

NADA

Dickhead I don't believe your saga

You ain't got drip just cos you wear Gucci or Prada

Big man you can suck your marda

Them man are way too sarft

I could roll thru 1 man up but

Even if them man are 3 man up they're looking down at the floor saying wagwan

Them man are wet like a bath

Fuck dem man

Ima come thru like a dart

If Leng's in the passenger seat in my ride

Then I'm praying that feds don't try to pull over my car

Cos me and him gonna ride a 4 and a half

I got tunes for the roads and tunes that'll chart

Them man only got tunes that will only ever get played in their grandmas car

I'm throwing your mixtape straight on the tarmac

Man thinks that he's bad

Just cos he raps

Moving to gyal telling them he raps

But none of them tings even like his raps

If I see him again at Don City radio guarantee he will get wrapped

I'm still out here shouting free my bro Stackz

When he's back on road Ima give the pack that we smoked when shhh got clapped

I do deliveries like a man is postman pat

Anywhere in north just text me where a man's at

And I'll be there in a flash

But if I'm late then don't act up cos then

I'll just take your cash and keep my food

Don't test me brudda I'm nice but I can be so rude

You can be with your wifey I'll ruin the mood

Fresh white creps I'll ruin them too

Now they're covered in red

I don't really care cos what you gonna do

Best pass me the mic if we jump on set

Fuck a get along ting

Fuck a get along ting I don't know u like that

Used to have love for the scene but I don't have patience for these wet man

Poseidon Atlantis

Your bars are fake like plastic sitting inside your wifey's tits

Fake like the shit that's inside Kylie's lips

Fake like Chinese whips

I'm smoking til I got Chinese eyes

I know a couple on job Chinese guys

Who wear multi colours like a flag on pride

But will pull out the ting on

Anyone who tries to fuck around inside

And shit can get dark like English winter

Fam I got the wood in my palm like a splinter

Come to your ends

Late at night all black you woulda thought man was a ninja

Not an ukhti but the mask on my face kinda looks like a burka

Expelling these dons from the ends like Burma

You can try ride to my ends in your whip

But you could hold Ls in your whip like a learner

Talks about ends like he runs them

But the only time he had a burner was bunson

Talking bout straps I'll spray up the function

Never got caught with the weapon like puncheon

But if I see this pagan I'll overly done him

You're not ready

Riding his bike cos he can't afford petty

Leave him lying right next to bones like Teddy

And no it ain't RnB but if we got beef

No matter what I do

All I think about is you like Kelly

And how I'm gonna bang

Bu bu bang bang bang this don like Fekky

Fam on the mic I'm way too tekky

Violate Stainless dons get rekky

Nitty called said he wants white in the back

And I got B in the front like a Bentley

If me and you got beef it don't matter what your skin tone is

I'll still draw for the ting for your face like Fenty

Talk bout bounty me I set plenty oi

Not a bad guy but please don't tempt me

Blitza chat to this don like Wendy

Them man couldn't get an ounce of bud

Man just pick up the peng like Renz g

Or I might pick up the pen like Renz g

Already used that bar still deadly

Mans from north so you can find me in the T like tetley