Song Lyrics

Yeah
Suck your mum, foolish prick (fool)
Bust your gun, stop talking shit
If I call Aki (brr)
You'll see what a don is, Champagne Papi
Wait, astaghfirullah
Bros still got a dog in the car (baow)

Erm, bros on deck (no)
Beef online, no not Krept (no)
Ask my accountant for this year profit
The only time I'm doing loads on net (brr)
If bro come here with extension (what)
Have man bobbing and weaving (baow)
I test out the Aventador
That's a goat in a Lamb', how can I be vegan? (Skrrt)

Saucerer
I can't sit the fence
Bro had the ting in events
They make subs online
I can't understand I've never been on the bench (never)
Get money and take flights
Before rap I was out late night
Back of the cab with a burner
Like Stefflon Don on a date night (kaboom)
Police lights give me anxiety
Mac D's didn't want to hire me (no)
When me and scab robbed them boxes of magic
I felt like Hermione (hahahaha)
Nearly got nicked with a shh
When I say, "Shh", I don't mean quietly
Tell these f*ck boys stop trying me (stop trying me)
'Cause my mad friend is doing inquiries

Young black king I came and I murked it
15 yeah I had a chain but I jerked it
Man can't talk about whips or P's
Got a S-class sitting there covered in bird shit
F*ck sake man
You can't even pay what I pay for my permit
Prime time television face like Dermot
L'Oreal flows man, they pay 'cause I'm worth it
Man I've been the boy
Act like you ain't seen the boy
I'm from the dirty south, can't clean the boy
Man have to call me Arena Boy
And that's 20 thou' can't get in my boat
They need my face on the 20 pound note
Turn up the bass start letting out volts
Like who wants the smoke? (Who wants it?)

Letting off smoke
Abu dhabi, getting off boats (kaboom)
Your advance I get it in shows
And a Addison Lee and I get it in notes
They talk bad but are never involved (never)
Bro is unruly, like poppy
And he as something in his right hand (ayy)
But it ain't nothing like coffee (hahaha)
Gratitude is a must
London road bag of yutes on the bus
Come back home bagging food in my mums
Cling film done 'cause I'm using it up
Sharron's house had dirty floors
On the TV Jersey shore (real life shit)
Suck your mum with a curly straw

Suck your mu- no wait
Suck your dad this time
Auntie, Bro, Granddad this time
Bro jump on the dual get jacked this time
My white boy hollered me said his new strap quality
Knock knock who is there, Sallam aki isa
Issa who? Its a robbery (bombaclart)
Say you're a trapstar, that's got to be banter (ha-ha-ha)
You're talking cells on cells, that's got to be cancer
Punch in the face mid shakku, vale got no control, Lukkaku (velli)
And he got a shotty in the car, word, more black dots than a password

Look, old money turned to new money
Had that dirty money, watch me clean it up (huh)
And even niggas we were beefing see the table
Now they trying to pull a seat with us (yeah)
Nah nigga can't eat with us (no)
See the cakes, and you can eat the dust (yeah)
Couple people trying to beef with us
'Cause their baby mother is getting D from us (oh)
But we ain't like them niggas, no
Old school, new school, no telling nigga flow (go)
Pull up on them let them niggas know
Big MAC, your head back like your head with a bow
I squeeze on niggas, I reload triggers (uh, uh)
Three man down, yeah, man I free throw niggas (blaow)
Pull up with some old school Bebo niggas (yeah)
Them niggas take flights like Heathrow niggas (ah)
Head back niggas, I head rap niggas
Permanent on your head I head tap niggas (keep going)
The lead cap nigga and I meant that nigga (uh)
And it's your fault, niggas should have head back nigga (go)
They nothing like us, ain't on it like us (no, never)
Never grew from the mud and metal like us
There's no question if the metal might bust (uh)
Nigga keep talking and blaow!

Rest in peace, cuz

Casyo Johnson, Karl Wilson, Michael Omari, Blaine Johnson

The duration of Keep Talking is 3:16 minutes and seconds.