Disgrace - RK, Reeko Squeeze, Reeko Squeeze, RK

I don’t need to hide my face

Dem man shook

I don’t even know their race (umm)

The feds don’t care

You ain’t ever caught no case

If your family knew (hah, hah)

Disgrace

I’m stepping in something rare

The baddest bitch, with the darkest shades

With the meanest stare

All of them gyal round there (alla dem)

Always wanna hang round here (round 'ere)

Bro’s locked up in there

'Cah he left his stretch right there

Let me tell you what’s fun (let me tell you)

When man talk crud, when more time all these rappers my sons

Man see man live in the blood

Now all of a sudden everyone want spuds (huh, huh?)

I only stay loyal to my plug

Plug keeps throwing me grub

Cling doing up bear hugs (ring ring)

Amm' amm', straight to the face

Man mix in a kitch', wicked witch, man scrape the plate

Baddest bitch, ucky yes, with the, meanest brain

The biggest tits, cutest face and the back’s insane

Doing up trips

Do me a favour;

hold this 'caine mans doing up flips (ring ring)

Smoking flavours, getting papers

No-one there rich

Can’t even lie I’m sick of this shit

The plug came through

I gotta get rid of this shit (trust)

I don’t need to hide my face

Dem man shook

I don’t even know their race

The feds don’t care

You ain’t ever caught no case (lame)

If your family knew (hah, hah)

Ah, ah

Disgrace

I don’t need to hide my face

Dem man shook

I don’t even know their race

The feds don’t care

You ain’t ever caught no case (how)

If your family knew

Ah, ah

Disgrace

(Yo, RK)

Man wanna talk about me

But they see me in the street, don’t speak

Wagwarn for these stupid fools

Bet you thought I was gonna say neeks

These man are broke as shit

How you gonna beef if you’ve got no P?

I just call shh, for the whoosh

He’s gonna sell me that reel for cheap

So if you want beef, let’s beef

But make sure you don’t squeal or speak

Bro’s coming like the corner shop 'cah

'Cah manna got sweets on sweets

Bro said stop talking hot

You’re tryna get a knock on your door from police (no way)

I said «bro, I can say what I want»

Whatever bro’s on, man I’m on that

Pop chains, make man pay for their tom back

And man wanna talk about this

Wanna talk about that

Wanna talk like your down for the combat

Man roll out in my combats

Man got vests for your gun chat

And man wanna talk about beef, then move like a chief

That’s none of my business

Emoji frog that

Chop down trees with my bros

I got weed, no piece but he rolls

I got P’s, so we’re eating through O’s

I got sweets that we’re eager to blow

See the sweets they be eating through homes

No Johnny here, but he beating the chrome

I got beef on the streets and the road, so

When I go, yeah I’m keeping it close

I don’t need to hide my face

Dem man shook

I don’t even know their race

The feds don’t care

You ain’t ever caught no case (lame)

If your family knew (hah, hah)

Ah, ah

Disgrace

I don’t need to hide my face

Dem man shook

I don’t even know their race

The feds don’t care

You ain’t ever caught no case (how)

If your family knew

Ah, ah

Disgrace