Castaways Lyrics

No, I can't get cheffed like

Two deep when I step in the back

No playing around, get chopped like

Or you might get chopped in your arm like

41 no Jenny and Kyle

Doing shows like Jeremy Kyle, get boxed in your face, start running a mile

I was hungry, mad, now I'm tryna go wild

Still can't get a whoosh like

Black eye now he looking like

Stop running away, I'll just rev on the gas

Tap one, tap one like it's ash

No way could I lack for a bitch like

Little boy got hit in his face

No, I ain't gonna lack, got the chop on my waist

Free bro, he's locked in a cage

Risky Biz won't slap that gauge, test man and you'll meet your maker

Gonna ride out by the end of the day

No, I can't do dash, my name isn't

I can't lie, I'm still waiting for

Cah he dashed too quick like

Fuck that, I'm gonna cut if I rage

Got beat out his kicks like

Get a box in your hair like braids

Kay Slim, but she calling me Kay

I clocked that, so I crossed that out the way

Don't get in my face, cheekbones get shaved

Baseball got a bat and a glove

Your girlfriend's on giving me uck

So I told her, come to the back of the club

Got a spliff in my hand with a bottle of rum

You claim risky as your opp, I ain't seen you once don't lie on the net

All these girls so tired, go lie on your bed

Don't miss, still dropping their set

Too many man been wet

I can name like so many men

I ain't been touched by none of these gems

We're stuck where we are

With no house, no car

Castaways, ahoy

We are castaways