Ask Flipz
Krept Konan Lyrics


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Killer!

Dickheads, losers
You're only bad on computers
Keep talking about shooters
But you're lying like Lucious (Lyon)
I used to run man down in my Nikes
Now I just do it in my Pumas (run man down)
Can't give me no backchat, I tell them shut up like Lucas (shut up)
Free up my bros in the cell
When I give stamps, I open the mail
If I get the west in, I'm not phoning the girl
Had your WCW holding my belt (behave)
Can't talk bait on a hot phone (na)
Fur's on like it's Moscow (yeah)
I met the weed plug in Sweden
Like I've gotta try bring the stock home
I was on the road when Ghetts made Sing For Me (sing for me)
I can make your girlfriend sing for me (sing for me)
See the car dash like Kimberley (skrr)
In the trap house eating Indomie
I think they got it in for me
But we don't take checks in Heath (never)
We buy out the bar, Charms rest in peace (ameen)

Bro came with the MAC, he don't eat fast food much
Save all the chat, don't get your dog moved up
Them man talk shit, nobody asked you cuz (who?)
Ask Flipz, don't even talk too much (behave)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much
Don't even talk too much
Don't even talk too much (yeah)
Don't even talk too much

My name's Krept, my name's Tally
I like skets, I like fanny
Not my brudda, stop calling me Akhi
I eat Plantain, you eat batty uh
Don't put in work, you're a fool, nerd
Sixteen, murdered you all, hearsed
Big black Merc that I bought, skr
Got your bird on my balls, Spurs (finish him!)
Fam what's good?
I can't do it but the mandem could
Bang that Bubu, ban that Buju
I use God, them man use JuJu
Redrum, fam, honour me
Man used to save for their wallabees
Now I'm in business class talking about the economy
Let's make it fair
Do the truth, don't take it there
Punch you out your accessories
Lemme just make that clear
Hater, rap scene saviour
You wanna take shots like Barca
But don't wanna say my name ah

Bro came with the MAC, he don't eat fast food much
Save all the chat, don't get your dog moved up
Them man talk shit, nobody asked you cuz (who?)
Ask Flipz, don't even talk too much (behave)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much
Don't even talk too much
Don't even talk too much (yeah)
Don't even talk too much

Flow's over sick and contagious
Not underground, I'm not famous
Don't run your mouth around strangers
Chatty mout', you're too dangerous
Little chatty mout', you're too loud
It's like chatty mout's the new style
Them man are doing shows for two thou'
Kon' stop laughing man, you're too foul
Anyway I hit the curb and do street
Scrap the Merc and do Jeeps
Can't hold the phone, you're too weak
Plus I went gold in two weeks (Behave)
Plus I go hard on my ones
I am nobody's son (No)
Done things that nobody's done
Come off my name, it's over, I won
Aight lickle man, check this sket
Get your chain jacked and you called us
Feds in my crib, tryna leave a man doorless
Paid for my door and they paid for my time
'Cause the feds don't wanna see another black August
Sorted, bought new floors but I'm flawless
Ring ring, trap sell packs on the corners
Told you niggas that Flipz don't talk
But I flipped it again, let me tell them on the chorus (boy)

Bro came with the MAC, he don't eat fast food much
Save all the chat, don't get your dog moved up
Them man talk shit, nobody asked you cuz (Who?)
Ask Flipz, don't even talk too much (behave)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much (boy)
Don't even talk too much
Don't even talk too much




Don't even talk too much (Yeah)
Don't even talk too much

Overall Meaning

In the song "Ask Flipz" by Krept & Konan, the lyrics paint a picture of the artists asserting their dominance and addressing their detractors. The first verse mocks those who present themselves as tough online ("You're only bad on computers") and claim to have connections to dangerous individuals ("Keep talking about shooters / But you're lying like Lucious"). The artists reflect on their own rise to success, highlighting their ability to "run man down" in their Nikes but now doing it in their Pumas instead.


The lyrics also reference their reputation for shutting down anyone who tries to challenge them ("Can't give me no backchat, I tell them shut up like Lucas"). They boast about their influence and ability to captivate the attention of women ("Had your WCW [Woman Crush Wednesday] holding my belt"). They also allude to their knowledge of the drug trade, mentioning meeting a weed supplier in Sweden and bringing back stock ("Like I've gotta try bring the stock home").


The second verse emphasizes their prowess in the rap scene, particularly Krept's individual skills as a lyricist ("Sixteen, murdered you all, hearsed"). They mock those who try to emulate their style or challenge them, proclaiming that they are on another level ("I use God, them man use JuJu"). They assert their position as a force to be reckoned with and dismiss any attempts to bring them down.


The third verse delves deeper into their personal experiences and accomplishments. They boast about their success and ability to maintain their authenticity despite their fame ("Flow's over sick and contagious / Not underground, I'm not famous"). They address the haters and those who talk negatively about them, asserting that their words hold no weight ("Chatty mout', you're too dangerous / Little chatty mout', you're too loud"). They emphasize their independence and resilience in the music industry, stating that they have achieved things no one else has and are no longer held back by anyone else's expectations.


Overall, the song showcases Krept & Konan's confidence, skill, and ability to rise above the noise of their critics. They assert their dominance in the rap game and send a clear message that they can't be disrespected or underestimated.




Lyrics Β© CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CASYO VALENTINE JOHNSON, FATEH MOHAMMED AMINUR RAHMAN, KARL WILSON, LAIDI SALIASI, MICHAEL EBENAZER KWADJO OMARI OWUO JUNIOR

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@liluziverb6299

One of the most underrated songs to come out of the Uk. The flow and barsπŸ”₯ it doesn’t get better than this

@urbanfox2274

I met the weed plug in Sweden like I got to try and bring that stock home (Stockholm) konan too hard πŸ”₯πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡ͺ

@Helalbhai

Urban Fox *I met the weed plug

@oneshak

It's not even that good πŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™‚οΈπŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™‚οΈ

@axinah3513

It was very obvious nobody missed it

@cduplock6823

Hard bar

@dineshn

Why do UK rap audience find these shit wordplay bars impressive lol.

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@nayz-

"You wanna take shots like BarcΓ‘, but don't wanna say my Ney-mar!" πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@OfficialKyleRowland

Bet Flipz gets gassed when he bangs this at home on his ones πŸ˜‚

@joshuaconniff7712

who exactly is flipz

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