Kayman - 150 Degrees lyrics

[Intro] Stizzy 150 degrees All of my n***as on grease All of my n***as on Ps And Scramz, my n***as, they bang 50, 50 run bricky, got K on the opps [Verse 1] Pepper down gyal, leave them sorty [seasoned] So much gyal on the iPhone, sorry babe, [] Bro got smoked, can't see him putting things on a 40 I make her Kardash like Kylie and Kourtney I caught you before, had you doing legs Now you wanna go on like a badman You dissed me on tracks, broski relax Because right now you're going like a madman Man don't lurk man shot Pull up to your house like the cabman Everytime I step, I pray that the cops don't grab man Came to my ends, want couple benz Why the f** did you phone me? I don't sell weed, [], rob my man for an Oz n***as like cursing, gyal say I look better in person See a peng ting for certain, mind out the mandem reversing They said it let it rain on my block I ain't see no cloud no storm Can't be talking bout 86, them boys don't crash corn Bullets gonna fly like matrix, them man don't want war Check the score like, 3 dead, them man don't want 4 [Bridge] I don't need to chat, that's petty I don't need to rap get quefy With the white give becky Momma should've named you necky Want spag boll spaghetti Someone should've ate their brekky Told her, sh** get messy I'm just gonna sip my tetley [Verse 2] [] came with the [] I came [], man act up, claiming a rookie Don't gamble your life, told you before, the street's not bookey The weed that I smoke, amm to the knee, sweeter than cookie I don't want a gyal that's pushy I'm in the trap house with the [] Man are trying to bang some footy Smash up the grub, back to the yard Bang some p**y You know I'm old school like [] K this, K that, man better do than certy On the block with the 12 and the 30 We ain't doing lunchtime early Just got a pack, man work see You ain't trynna fly no birdy Theres [] in my [] Just one of my [] Chocolate boy so I let her go bite on the hershey's I ain't sweet like chocolate, run up with the heat and popped it Me fall off? Them mandem lost it Batty boy, allow that gossip I'm the King of this sh** Son of the Queen, ga**ed like mommy [] trynna fool [ ] over here, your ting's [] Trap life, better act right Go and get yourself some money Man see me on the backpack, never seen a man so [] Drillers on foot, drillers on car, drillers on peds Man move [], and put a .35 on your head