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Giggs - 100 Reps (feat. Kyze) [Original Instrumental Remake] Prod. by £g0.
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Giggs
Giggs
Vocals
KYZE
KYZE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giggs
Giggs
Composer
Taurean Taylor
Taurean Taylor
Composer
Michael Dobbins
Michael Dobbins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whoismike
Whoismike
Producer
6IXVI
6IXVI
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
100 reps, that money flex
Fill up my tank, my tummy's next
Run the cheque, you're under threat
Don't waste my time, I'm kinda stretched
A southern vet, my suttin set
I'll play the game till sudden death
I meditate till I manifest
Told him hand me the paper and the rest
Gwarning, I'm just gwarning
If I go silent on man, it's still a warning
Palm trees, Cali I'm palmin'
Told Shan I want plantain in the morning
Pecky boys just Peck-naming
You still get it a corning if it's calling
It's a bad man movie we ah star in
Told the feds suck his mum and he said, "Charming"
Ruthless savage cutting through roots rapid
Move two package, get a few new mashes
Fuck around with the men in black, you might see flashes
In my ends nobody see's what happened
Move that snow, pro white like a fascist
Might take his Snow White and give her pipe in the passage
She was giving man the eye so I left mine on her lashes
Chicks be giving us the drop on man then off come latches
I got heat in the stash, I got heat for the masses
SN1 burn it down like ashes to ashes
Chicks' mum say I'm a catch, and they say go catch him
Shatta in love, no way, won't happen
I see G's in the street, they see me and start clapping
G's came up on us, not you and them trashes
Getting brave in your shades but I see through glasses
Take your hats off, show me you're not capping
[Verse 2]
Haunted, delicate flower, I'm like an orchid
Sauciest ****, I got the sauces
Red or the blue one, it's like I'm Morpheus
Tired of ****, fam, I'm exhausted
Anakin Sky, walk with the forces
**** been telling me lies, ****, that's horse shit
We got the weight like forklifts, so forfeit
Giggs, Pep's benedition
This beneficial, this demolition
Yeah, fuck that, these men on missions
These men official, this hella efficient
Fuck it, fish 'em out, yeah, better fish 'em
What? Chess boards and I smell a bishop
Yeah, fuck a bitch but never kiss 'em
Yeah, always talk but never listen
[Verse 3]
All these rappers dead but never risen
Hollow always give but never given
Yeah, give them drive but never driven
Always give advice, it's never hidden
Best fix up your English
Gangsters and gentlemen, thinks he's distinguished
Beef set on fire then shit get extinguished
Knocked couple of times then kicked off the hinges
Cuz, bring it back then click with your fingers
Ripped through your skin mad, sick then it lingered
Jump when it's jumping, sprint with the springers
Big Lion King's here, lift up the Simbas
Yeah, heavy things, hench yutes get popped up, bury gyms
Chances look very slim
Get pasteurised, semi-skimmed
[Verse 4]
Yeah, cringy, very cringe
You know me popped up like any tings
Yeah, and back shots made Kerry spin
The back stroke made Kerry swim
Don't get it twisted, Oliver
Yeah, travelling like Gulliver
Yeah, that's my one and I
Like her a lot so don't make fun of her
Yeah, shots like bah la la
Bad man gun and a, bad man bun 'em up
Red paint, yeah, bad man colourer
Old school know I'm bad man from Sumner
Written by: Taurean Taylor, Michael Dobbins, Nathaniel Thompson
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