Giggs – Straight Mvrder (Giggs & David) (ft. Dave) (Audio, Lyrics)

Giggs returns with “Straight Murder (Giggs & David)” featuring Dave. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by KeyzMusic.

Giggs Straight Murder

Leave it to Giggs to quietly come through with heat. The rapper released his latest project, Now Or Never on Friday with little warning following a year of tearing through guest verses. The rapper’s latest project is stacked but still maintains his roots in road rap, though he does get some assistance from artists from across the world.

One of the many highlights on the project comes towards the end of the project. Dave and Giggs connect, once again, for “Straight Murder (Giggs & David),” a record that finds them trading bars without being restricted by a hook. Straight bars. Dave kicks things off by reminiscing about friends-turned-foes over chilling trap production before Giggs takes it over to close out the track.

Giggs – Straight Murder (Giggs & David) (ft. Dave) (prod. KeyzMusic)

Lyrics

[Intro: Dave]
(KeyzMusic)

[Verse 1: Dave]
Yeah, taking orders
I know about taking orders
I don’t know about taking orders
My Young G playing academy, great performance
He’ll do it like Trent and Kent, if them man lack then we’re taking corners, you know?
Free my niggas, I miss my niggas, it’s killing me slow
She wants dinner and goals, but that’s all long like Trinity Road
Sweet like cinnamon roll, skin tone glittery-gold
Bro, I been lit from college, it’s common knowledge, didn’t you know?
I like Disaronno, but if not, I fuck with Henny
No mixer or juice, I’m Papoose, stuck with Remy
On the day of the party man got deets like Uncle Temmy
Mice, talking heavy, I do my men like George and Lennie
My old ting doing a loney, friends all fucked, you must be kidding?
Last week came for dicking, it’s a crazy world we live in
Girls say I’m a gigolo, no Piccolo, get shaved like Krillin
My life a movie it’s thrilling
Tom Hardy, I play the villain
Half the ends is real, and the other half is phoney
They see a Lambo in Vale, don’t know if it’s me or Pastor Tobi
If my girl knew how many times I turned that down and passed to brodie
I mean holy moly
Look, I know he seems active from far but I know my man and he’s far from active
120k in the South of France and I hardly snapped it
I ain’t gotta plan no party, party banged and we hardly planned it
Ratchet girl, rent her in the centre like park in campus
I took my one casa would’ve been knocked but I’m done with Asian
Homebody amazing, from high school my girl she done raving
A rack in payment the only G on a check I’m taking
Told bro that the ends is flaming
‘Cause I just seen feds in a Volvo
Two jakes in an interceptor
That girl don’t about realness no illness I’m an influencer
Santan that’s SW and I got one six in my name like Kenza
How my man say he’s a member
And ain’t been ends since early November?
Fuck that guy and his agenda, remember I’m trying a ting
Shotgun barrel, siamese twins
And we got that link from the Guyanese twins
I ain’t got time for talking shit
Or call it quits
Touch Jus man turn nutter and make ting stutter like an awkward chick
My young gunna wanna out that white
Are you about that life?
I got hands on her inner thigh
She got hands in my Calvin Klein
Free yard
I grow Sandoff, take pant off and the house is mine
I was a neek, around the time that I went up see and I found my spine
I said, babe if you wanna be mine, gotta hold it down like Bonnie and Clyde
Actin’ crazy
Me and bro-bro just took a loss, but we share that pain like Max and Stacey
I’m top style, I got Naila, I’m like AJ Tracey
Talkin’ don’t phase me

[Bridge: Giggs]
Ah (Ah)
Yeah (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

[Verse 2: Giggs]
Ruthless, let’s group
That’s when I know I’m goin’ useless
Stupid, dues due, I’ve had enough excuses
You, Mickey Mouse
Then I’m duckin’ goofies
Man’s, Charlie Brown, and I’m up in Snoopy’s (Yeah, switch it)
A bit more patience
Want them acres, a bit more spacious (Yeah)
I told that bitch, a bit more gracious
She lick my face, say Giggs the tastiest (Woo)
Crazy sickness (Yeah)
Yogi Bear, picnic basket, ragin’ picnics
Yeah, bitch in the carpet
Knickers and bra, Make my dick drip
Yeah, nigga’s a star, you know how we are, afraid a’ Syphilis (Hahaha)
Shit’s imperial
She wants gourmet breakfast, bitch go make cereal
All day flexing, chick named Muriel
Wants Balmain dresses, love silk material
Pack just landed (Yeah)
Big stand off, man got brandished
Man best sit down, yeah
Sat then landed
Private, talkin’ bread, that’s that language (Sheesh, sheesh)
Greazy, it is that area
Fuck bad news, quick, shoot the bearer
Yeah, think it’s sweet? Oh, you are my Madeira
Yeah, Black Panther, I’m too Bagheera
Top striker, shoot like Shearer (Yeah)
So disgustin’, remove bacteria
Yeah, sexy bitch, oh, who’s that Sarah
Sexy nurse outfit ’cause she’s my carer (Haha)
I got the picture (Yeah), look at the paintin’ (Yeah)
Somebody take that brush, somebody paint him
Somebody wake him up, yeah, Hollow been waitin’
Somebody said that’s wack, somebody hatin’ (Hahaha)
It’s flips and pages, it’s just a phase
You know recent phases
History made, let’s split these wages
It’s okay, it’s Giggs and David