Filthy Gears - Kick Rocks lyrics

[Hook: MIK] Heard she wants to get down with the squad Really hope she's ready for the big job These ain't no pugs, these are big dogs If you ain't about it, you can kick rocks [Verse 1: Merky ACE] Sick ting, come in the place with my big ting Glitching anyone talking about snitching I can teach you about pitching And about cutting with the kitchen Cutting down crow cuttings and cutting in the kitchen Tryna get the bricks in Unexpected the way I came in the game Like 'who let the glitch in?', f**ed up, sh** went missing Then I came back with a bag of new hits, king Everywhere on the map, god in the bits Robbing the bits, flogging that [?] Grown like Andre the giant, I was with Ryan Went O-Tizzy, gotta pree a likkle iron Came back like 'who said I was lying?' Dem time dere I weren't even a-lying And I've got a fury just like Brian Turn a man purée when the corn flying Up early, no time for a lie-in Don't bother call my phone if you ain't buying Best team, me, me, me, me, me, me Lick shots in the blue like [?] And I ain't doing no deals on the gypsy Might get one free if you add fifty Money haffi mek, it's all peak in the dunya Your stack Timon and my stack Pumba My Ps sterling and your Ps goonga Let me say that again, they're not hearing Money haffi mek, it's all peak in the dunya Your stack Timon and my stack Pumba My Ps sterling and your Ps goonga p**y [Bridge: Merky ACE] Think say a joke that the gyal dem nuh know about Mad ting when we roll out Lights out in the first round Roll up, see the tint dem roll down We nuh play game inna playground Gyal fi get jook, not stay round Sk** fi get cook like takeout Take down, ting called get down and lay down [Hook: MIK] Heard she wants to get down with the squad Really hope she's ready for the big job These ain't no pugs, these are big dogs If you ain't about it, you can kick rocks [Verse 2: Merky ACE] Can't [?] red stars spill out You and your boy ain't bad, you best chill out Best chill out Best chill out b**h arse n***as on my dick, tell 'em get off, no h*mo Back in the day, they used to beg for a photo [?] clap you too like bone All my dargs dem itchy so the ting local My dargs dem itchy so the ting local Don't think it ain't real talk cause I said it on vocals I'll go to the boot and let the Opal Fruits Blaze people, [?] people I grind, don't rap but I rap people Long time, tell a man we are not equal They nuh wan' see G-Star get evil Blaze people, [?] people I grind, don't rap but I rap people Long time, tell a man we are not equal They nuh wan' see G-Star get evil It was naughty I was that yout with the [?] 40 Shout out the big dargs cuh they taught me I brought myself, though, none of them brought me I was in the banger, did skrrt like sporty Spark shots till the boydem ignored me Frontline, curb side, not Shore Geordie Ring that bell like "come and get more, G" Leave man food like he made it for me [Bridge: Merky ACE] Think say a joke that the gyal dem nuh know about Mad ting when we roll out Lights out in the first round Roll up, see the tint dem roll down We nuh play game inna playground Gyal fi get jook, not stay round Sk** fi get cook like takeout Take down, ting called get down and lay down [Hook: MIK] Heard she wants to get down with the squad Really hope she's ready for the big job These ain't no pugs, these are big dogs If you ain't about it, you can kick rocks