Everybody Dead Giggs (Ft. Demarco)

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[Intro: Giggs]
Gunshots 'bout punches and fly kicks
Big boss get murdered with sidekicks
These riders ride against cyclists
This spicy food with the spices

[Verse 1: Demarco]
Fuck dem gyal, ah bare fly shit
This da link and inna neck we shoot ice pick
No informa boy we nah have ties with
None of dem bwoy dem nah wan' no smoke like ah light spliff

[Verse 2: Giggs]
Bagga hype
Had to buss his head like a grab a pipe
Everybody ate, mad appetites
Yeah, everybody fed, man's trap or die
Smash bokkle pon him head, mad bokkle fly
Everybody dead buck bucka byе
Everybody bled when coppеr fly
And anybody test? Man's stopping by
Jealous yutes, pricks spike jealousy
Chicks like Hollowman, big bad remedy
Chicken and chips and wings like Tennessee
Bitches just tryna get looks like lemme see
January, March chicks sticks like February
Niggas love bitches and this that chemistry
If a man flip up, man lifts that cemetery
Hollow might run up and kick that penalty
Sabotage
Yeah, everybody flip, camouflage
Yeah, anybody
Badman at large
Yeah, Maggie pon him head, we're the kamikaze