Yapping (Cheating on Wifey Demo) Krept & Konan (Ft. Dave & J Hus)

[Chorus: J Hus]
They say I love gyal too much
Gyally wanna crouch and cutch
I can only vouch for my team
But I can't vouch for you lad
Heard them man mouthin' it up
Heard them man yappin', yappin'
See man and start attackin', 'tackin'
When they ask man, I don't know nothin', nothin'
Skinny man, but she know I'm packin', packin'

[Verse 1: Krept]
Gyal-gyal-gyal, gyal want gifts, sorry not bank
One question, are you gonna off pant?
Man's hot topic Adam, Ishmael, Ibrahim
Sorry I'm just countin' the profit
Big long coat when I enter, wait
I think I'm the black Arsène Wenger
Aim at your centre, tell me where your friends are
The ting went rrrah bet them man can't rrremember
Got a couple marlis that don't do raggar
Got no sabr, big fucking hammer
And they always ask me the same damn question
"Should I stab with dagger or shoot, make splatter?"
Somethin' dangerous in the night bag
I came with the crazy looking white lad
He looks kinda Irish, straps for a fivish
And he's on joints Arthritis, ay
Krept, who's donny? Who's my man lookin' dodgy?
Man, don't worry, just call him younger with shotty
If man's lookin' oppy, something's gettin' droppy
You got me? Cool
Always chattin' other people's business, stop it
Fam, only bitch boys gossip
Scheme on a nigga, I know you wanna plot it
Santan told you that man won't stop it