Smelly Kelly by Karma (Zone 2) Lyrics
[Intro]
Brigades
MKThePlug
[Verse 1: Karma]
On your mark, man get set
On your mark, man get ready
Green light goes, gonna end in red, red
Sauce him up in his belly, belly
Neck, chest, and his head
Cheff don't peck just get man berry
And I swear, man, the ends too flame
Pecknarm hotter than peri peri
Yo, turn any man Ribena
You can get juiced like very berry (splash)
Very scary (scary)
If I don't have my rams or flikky you can get smoked like Smelly Kelly (brap, brap)
Fully tapped out like censors
Fully on meds, got me feeling like Vellis
Two shanks up man I bop with Boris
Turn man red if he's rude like Ralph
Henry, Henry I'm way to horrid
Back my nank and I'll dip man down (wait)
I ain't tryna hold no convos with an opp boy, I won't open my mouth (no way)
I ain't tryna hold no convos with an opp boy, I won't open my mouth (no convo)
[Chorus: Karma and RV]
Get smoked like Smelly Kelly (Smelly Kelly)
And you know that I'm ready (you know)
Or it might be rams or flikky
I ain't gonna lie, my flick be smelly
Bore man's head with a dirty cheff (ching)
Swing that nank tryna turn it left (dig it, dig it)
Turn it right
He's on juj if the yute's not dead
Opps don't want to see me with Headie
Rambo's twinning, running and ready (ching, ching)
Cheff man like I done it already
GMD, my lifestyle's messy
If I made that track
I had 25 bells and a MAC (true)
Countless work got mashed (yo)
Nah, I can't tell you how many
[Verse 2: RV]
Before rap I've been on the strip (oh shit)
Used to roll two shanks in the G-Wag
Twin rambos in the realest for rips
Canary dead, a new season of drip
Put one in the head like my man
Still got 16 in the clip (full up)
Used to ride out in dingers, now push the start, no key for the whip
Any time we steppin' on smoke, it ain't frozen when I'm lettin' it go
Run man down but he's way to fast
Just gotta pray his adrenaline goes
I told bro line up the wap, so I'll rise up the racks
Just send me the quote (send it)
But make sure the ting don't tramp, cah, fam
I ain't tryna spread it on toast
I got it there by any means (any means)
The new wap came with extensions
But nuttin' like Remy weaves
I wake up and go get these Ps (ching)
I need 6 yard like a goal kick
And ice on my wrist like I broke it (bling)
And I don't care about tweets, so we ride on the streets, I don't need know it
[Chorus: Karma and RV]
Get smoked like Smelly Kelly (Smelly Kelly)
And you know that I'm ready (you know)
Or it might be rams or flikky
I ain't gonna lie, my flick be smelly
Bore man's head with a dirty cheff (ching)
Swing that nank tryna turn it left (dig it, dig it)
Turn it right
He's on juj if the yute's not dead
Opps don't want to see me with Headie
Rambo's twinning, running and ready (ching, ching)
Cheff man like I done it already
GMD, my lifestyle's messy
If I made that track
I had 25 bells and a MAC (true)
Countless work got mashed (yo)
Nah, I can't tell you how many
Brigades
MKThePlug
[Verse 1: Karma]
On your mark, man get set
On your mark, man get ready
Green light goes, gonna end in red, red
Sauce him up in his belly, belly
Neck, chest, and his head
Cheff don't peck just get man berry
And I swear, man, the ends too flame
Pecknarm hotter than peri peri
Yo, turn any man Ribena
You can get juiced like very berry (splash)
Very scary (scary)
If I don't have my rams or flikky you can get smoked like Smelly Kelly (brap, brap)
Fully tapped out like censors
Fully on meds, got me feeling like Vellis
Two shanks up man I bop with Boris
Turn man red if he's rude like Ralph
Henry, Henry I'm way to horrid
Back my nank and I'll dip man down (wait)
I ain't tryna hold no convos with an opp boy, I won't open my mouth (no way)
I ain't tryna hold no convos with an opp boy, I won't open my mouth (no convo)
[Chorus: Karma and RV]
Get smoked like Smelly Kelly (Smelly Kelly)
And you know that I'm ready (you know)
Or it might be rams or flikky
I ain't gonna lie, my flick be smelly
Bore man's head with a dirty cheff (ching)
Swing that nank tryna turn it left (dig it, dig it)
Turn it right
He's on juj if the yute's not dead
Opps don't want to see me with Headie
Rambo's twinning, running and ready (ching, ching)
Cheff man like I done it already
GMD, my lifestyle's messy
If I made that track
I had 25 bells and a MAC (true)
Countless work got mashed (yo)
Nah, I can't tell you how many
[Verse 2: RV]
Before rap I've been on the strip (oh shit)
Used to roll two shanks in the G-Wag
Twin rambos in the realest for rips
Canary dead, a new season of drip
Put one in the head like my man
Still got 16 in the clip (full up)
Used to ride out in dingers, now push the start, no key for the whip
Any time we steppin' on smoke, it ain't frozen when I'm lettin' it go
Run man down but he's way to fast
Just gotta pray his adrenaline goes
I told bro line up the wap, so I'll rise up the racks
Just send me the quote (send it)
But make sure the ting don't tramp, cah, fam
I ain't tryna spread it on toast
I got it there by any means (any means)
The new wap came with extensions
But nuttin' like Remy weaves
I wake up and go get these Ps (ching)
I need 6 yard like a goal kick
And ice on my wrist like I broke it (bling)
And I don't care about tweets, so we ride on the streets, I don't need know it
[Chorus: Karma and RV]
Get smoked like Smelly Kelly (Smelly Kelly)
And you know that I'm ready (you know)
Or it might be rams or flikky
I ain't gonna lie, my flick be smelly
Bore man's head with a dirty cheff (ching)
Swing that nank tryna turn it left (dig it, dig it)
Turn it right
He's on juj if the yute's not dead
Opps don't want to see me with Headie
Rambo's twinning, running and ready (ching, ching)
Cheff man like I done it already
GMD, my lifestyle's messy
If I made that track
I had 25 bells and a MAC (true)
Countless work got mashed (yo)
Nah, I can't tell you how many