Kev the Topic - All Gas No Breaks (feat. Khaligraph Jones) Lyrics

Aye
Yeah
I need a mill in the bag
That's why I be whipping that dope in the lab
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip
I need a mill in the bank
I'd blow up a check with the bros and I'd laugh
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip

Tell em to fill up my tank
We heading straight to the bank
Yeah
I need more Benjamin Frank-lin
Wait, them pockets is vacuumed out and we fixing to fill in the blanks
They hand you the crappy slice of everything on the come up menu
Right on till you make it
You never picked up when I needed you bruh
How you fixing to be mad I reciprocated
I don't want to link or hang I dey speed to greatness
You fit keep all your space chale
Hell I can't be seen with no fakes chale
It's all gas no breaks chale

I need a mill in the bag
That's why I be whipping that dope in the lab
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip
I need a mill in the bank
I'd blow up a check with the bros and I'd laugh
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip
Give me my money make I go
Give me my money make I make I dip

Give me my money my guala
If you don't want no wahala
And keep all the nairas and shillings
The only currency I f*ck with is dollars
All these bitches want to holla dang, cause I be the man g
Y'all niggas looking like Charlemagne cause I see y'all got envy
Told you I'm not for the chatting
Chorea gathee mi ni Buddha
The fire I'm spitting at y'all
Man I crawl in your skin, leave you looking like Kruger
Y'all try to mimic the way I maneuver
But nyi ni ma loser and you ain't no shooters
You pull up in Ubers, you riding on scooters
And y'all a bunch of snitches your new name is Judas
I know a couple niggas who don't like the kid
But deep down they all respect him
It's all gas no breaks y'all hyped and shit
And you lacking the sense of direction
But me I really got to feed my wife and kids
So pay me cash no questions
And since we all know that life's a bitch
I'm the sticking this mic in her rectum
And I don't want it if it don't bring me no revenue
Joke with the hustle is something that I would never do
Till I cop a house on the hill with a better view
Grind on the peak so I'm meaning what I'm telling you
Guess I'm the only one who is left to rock it
I know how to trust and respect the process
Nairobi, Ghana we get the profits
Jones, peace to my nigga Kev the topic
I'm out

In a bank yeah
In a bank bank bank yeah yeah yeah
I need a mill in the bank
I need a mill in the bank