Lyrics Bimma - Carnage, Section Boyz

Bimma

Ruppings
Bare tings a gwarn right now
How yuh mean
Sirens and a…
Hi, yo
Ruppings
Zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
Mi nuh have nuh keys fi de bimma
But a one gyal from out suh
She have the keys fi de bimma
My lord, Ak watch the way that I grip it
And turn her and spin her
My gyal’s a bad gyal
She want it in the back of the bimma
Them gyal are too inner
But catch this flow
Shell down a show last night
Now we on the London road
Got a little cheese pack
Got a little food
Now it’s back to the flow
I get giddy with it though
I need a little hickey and a blow
I need a bit of nickey and a show
Zim zimma
Big Swiffa
I get your gyally wet
She’s a river
Phone me in a sec
I’m in the T
Can’t pick up
Mix amne' with cess
Man’s smoking mixup
Who got the keys fi de bimma
Gyally want see me go on Insta
Who got the Ps
Man could eat for dinner
And man a spend racks on my bro
Or my sister
Zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
Zim, zim man’s speeding
Get a pack this evening
Get it gone by night, couldn’t catch me feeding
Amnesia, I’m treezing
Can’t smoke my weed, don’t ask how I’m feeling
In and out man’s weaving
If I see the blue lights
Man I leave it, leaving
The gyaldem feeling
It’s Section Season
Man I been there, done that, now man’s tryna get Ps in
Man I been in the street
Knee deep in the weed
Who got the keys
With a peng ting from up suh
She can’t wait to get on them knees
Skrr’in round with bud
In that new Bimma
We coming like assassins
When you see us
36 up in that bag
Is that amnesia
My young boy he got that strap
He make it heat up
Feet up, never
I’m still up in the trap like Aziza
Tell the peng gyaldem link up
Party or a drink up
Man nuh inna no mix up
Shoot arff in an instant
Carnage, what a madness
Section, that’s gangnem
Zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
Boom
I told bro throw me the keys
Told a man, bro throw me the keys
I was in the T, with the team
We was controlling them keys
Henceforth, we got loads of them Zs
Benchwarmers, they know around me
Bang, bang keep bro around me
Get smoked like a O around me
Hood nigga trap, put it in a rap
I’m good with the raps
Good at when I rap, sometimes
Tryna do a round, when I do a lap
She good with the face put in my lap
You ain’t that crud, pussy nigga act up
You get slapped up, you ain’t really bad
Big nigga, I’m bigger and I’m bad
Zim, zimma then I put her in a cab
Zim zimma
A who got the keys fi de Bimma?
She want come play with the winners
Getting lean off the loud and the liquor
Man I move with the Z’s like Jigga
Pack zoom and stack getting bigger
Tell my old ting no, I don’t miss her
See me with a peng ting in the Bimma
Who got the keys
I need me a brick
I got the Zs
I the trap man I move too sick
Zim, zimma man’s speeding
Up suh in the whip, that’s OT trips
BR in the bimma
It’s carnage when I grip that stick
Zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Zim zimma, zim zimma
Zim zimma
Wah
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Aye, zim zimma
Aye, zim zimma
Wah
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Aye, zim zimma
Aye, zim zimma
Wah
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Aye, zim zimma
Aye, zim zimma
Wah
A who have de keys fi de bimma
Aye, zim zimma
Aye, zim zimma
Wah