CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : Nayah Ka Kac

Road speaks
CT1
CHB
Free the guys
Gang sh*t, ayy
Kazza
Brrr, bow

Really in the field, no speaking
My line bangs off most in a weekend
Me and bro switch shifts in the evening
That's every day, every-night we're eating
So what the f**k? Don't talk bout beefing
'Cah, you know you don't get no P's in
Ride out, 125 with keys and ZK's
Out and release this demon
Really in the field, no question
Samurai sword, woulda thought I was fencing
Back that, swing, get cheffing
Or I might step with smoke, no Benson
Really in the field, no question
Samurai sword, woulda thought I was fencing
Back that, swing, gеt cheffing
Or I might step with smoke, no bеnson
I'm like Nayah Ka Kac
Don't pull down your knickers I want some madax
Slide through with cheese, that's dagax
And gyal get turned when they see each other
Still tryna take hooya Mecca
And my hijabi ting look fine with henna
Kick a boy down, tell him get up
I don't f**k off the lean and I know she's fed up

I got hella Barbies on me
I want maskax, I don't want me a B
The hablo want in of my trousers
But in my trousers it's the smoke I keep
I ain't gotta ask you who Alert are you riding
If you slide in, then it's more than peak
CT1 to the world and back
Straight on sight, if you see no speech
When I step in my Malis
Darling, pardon
Like Harlem but it's Camden Town
Circle around, or duck and dive
Its S&D when I'm lurking around
Anything Water get chinged and drowned
And anything Five, like, I gotta put down
Ey-yo Leaky, run a man down like Sterling
Leave him pouring, then lose some pounds
I'm like Nayah Ka Kac
Don't pull down your knickers I want some madax
Slide through with cheese, that's dagax
And gyal get turned when they see each other
Still tryna take hooya Mecca
And my hijabi ting look fine with henna
Kick a boy down, tell him get up
I don't f**k off the lean and I know she's fed up

No-one speaks on, who are them Congos?
Je m'appelle, get turned off, punto
My walaalo's were built for the Jungle
Can't retire away like Alonso
You're new to the game like Monzo
This flake it come in long poles
Let the six fly out like Toronto
Then I'm gone in a blink like John Doe
Them Adams, they call me akkai
Two things on my side like a Rabbi
Keep an eye on your friends with your left eye
No-one speaks all the way f**k a ally
Opp block that pressure get applied
This sword imported from Shanghai
And I use it to chase up some guys
That's why my ciyaal get fed right
I'm like Nayah Ka Kac
Don't pull down your knickers I want some madax
Slide through with cheese, that's dagax
And gyal get turned when they see each other
Still tryna take hooya Mecca
And my hijabi ting look fine with henna
Kick a boy down, tell him get up
I don't f**k off the lean and I know she's fed up