Revolver Riddim - Big Jest, Devilman, Faro

Yo, in south, if you ain’t holding the heat

Don’t be brazen tryna roll in the deep

Got a blonde ting on my phone, she a freak

Like the girl on Countdown, she was holding the D

It’s Big J-E-S to the T

It’s big money, more cheques to my team

Bad Bs wanna F so they’re next to the G

Tell me I ain’t next in the scene, come on

I’m still rallying rapid, who’s ready?

Dirt like a back of an alley, I’m too tekky

Brazen like Ardom Ali, I’m already

On my next pattern, I’m tallying loose any

Wouldn’t have survived, they lied, I’m too heavy

Bare copycatting, their vibes are so beggy

But I’m staying ahead, I ain’t back with the rest

I’m on my ten toes tryna get to the belly

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept

Washed MCs can’t come to my set

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept

Washed MCs can’t come to my s-d-d-d-det

D-det, d-det, come to my set

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept

Washed MCs can’t come to my s-d-d-d-det

D-det, d-det, come to my s-d-d-d-det

You know what?

I’ve got a little eight bar you can vibe with

See, I rhyme alot

That’s IRA but man are not Irish

Tommy B, I’m timeless

Mashing up sets and I’m smashing up cyphers

I’ve got hard lyrics and one-liners

Revolver Riddim out now, better buy it

Yo, I’m more dirty than having unprotected sex

With a random girl in a toilet cubicle

I don’t take pills or pharmaceuticals

I like my girls natural 'cause natural is beautiful

I’m a dirty bastard

Everybody says that my flow’s unsuitable

When I say wun mai lun sun den sun win sen

Make you all turn delusional

Yeah, Revolver Riddim

In south, if you ain’t holding the heat

Revolver Riddim, so let me show man how to control a riddim

Shut your mout, you chief

Yeah, revolver riddim

In south, if you ain’t holding the heat

Say wun mai lun sun den sun win sen

Make you all turn delusional

Yeah, Revolver Riddim

No, I don’t own a Smith &, but all my Gs own chrome

It will blow through your dome, it’s missing

And blow till the steel’s cold, if it’s frozen, they know you’re slipping

I’ve got brain from loads of women

But I don’t brag about that

'Cause I’ve got bars and they all go mad about that

And you’re nothing like me 'cause you’re butters and my flow is different

Shut your mout, you chief

You don’t want it with the commander-in-chief

You’re not a badboy, blud, you’re a chief

Get your wig split suttin' like chief

Your mandem are chief, gyaldem are chief

Auntie are chief, uncle are chief

Anybody that want it can get bodied on the beat

What?

What?

What’d you know about that one, chief?

More time, reside on ends

More time, behind the lens

More time, behind the Audi wheel

But with D, I recline in the Benz

Do your research, same gang from time, G

Got me feeling like Baka Not Nice

And Champagne Papi, the gang stay champagne happy

Anytime we celebrate life

Made to live but made to die, so it’s

Only right that I live my life

I respect my elders and still take advice

Cuh life’s a gamble like a game of dice

If I made a mistake, I won’t make it twice

That’s why me and these bruddas don’t remain alike

See me for who I am, I don’t play this guy

Came bareface and that, you know I came for mine

Yeah, Revolver Riddim

In south, if you ain’t holding the heat

Revolver Riddim, so let me show man how to control a riddim

Shut your mout, you chief

Yeah, revolver riddim

In south, if you ain’t holding the heat

Say wun mai lun sun den sun win sen

Make you all turn delusional