Letra de TRIPLE THREAT - Headie One & K-Trap

(Feat. K-Trap, Clavish)

M1OnTheBeat

Ghosty

Likkle Dotz

She asked me why am I stressin', I'm tryna get some of my opps addresses

I really off white, plus look in my closet and see I got lots of X's

I send out lot of texts

If you see a blooded rambo and it's not mine, it's probably S's

Treys and Glocks is what I invest in

Yeah, I've been givin' her pipe, but I don't mind if she tells her friends, we're besties

Yeah, I bought her the shoes, she ain't got Instagram, and she's more than sexy

My rap career's promisin', but I'm still tryna leave that stretchin'

I'm still tryna leave that trendin', bro put that on a diamond pendant

I got five years on me, times two, get caught might give me a ten

I got number six on standby, but I'd rather give it to ten

I poked up ****, he was hittin' a shot, if I see him I'll ching him again

If you hear me rap 'bout a GLE, just know I ain't whippin' a Benz

Most of my friends are drillers and trappers, I ain't with all the chattin'

Phone Crash, like, "Do me a favour, clap him, make sure he's not standin'"

Spa day with a booter, just done a bootin', but health is wealth

I just ran out of credit, but the food that I got is gonna sell itself (Turn up)

I just get in the booth, tell 'em the truth

Rolls Royce Dawn, take off the roof

This bad B thick and melanin too (Turn, turn, turn, told me turn)

Always tryna tell me take off my pooh

Six quid just to get me a boot, don't piss me off, I'll get me a broom

Then go Hattons, let me link Hoosh (Hoosh), like bro, when you settin' the jewels?

All of these carats (Suh), it got me lookin' like the Christmas lights at Harrods (Suh)

All of these hand tings, I need a bag full of sweets like Tangfantastics (One)

The fans want me providin' bangers (Bangers), opps want me providin' badness (Badness)

Even though I went platinum, I might still try to give them both (Both)

Feds still want me in HMP, why they still want to feed man oats?

I was in the bando batterin' fish, had this yardie ting tryna feed man goat (One)

And I'm still the G.O.A.T., bro got a sentence and I still don't vote

These twenty notes plastic, they still gon' fold

These opps wanna pull up to the top of the hill again

I see bro drill at them, could've been an M on the O like Gilligan

Come a long way from Bittern wing

Done the wing picky head like Willian (One)

Gotta thank God for rap, could've really been me fulltime in the gym again (Turn up, turn up, turn up)

They know where the thugs stay (Yeah)

But they don't wanna go down there like the bus lane (Go)

Mash full, I'm a skengman, I do it for the four-door truck way (Baow)

No bow and arrow (Arrow), just zombie killers or smokin' barrels (Yeah, yeah)

I see what he's sayin' on TV, I see him and change his channel (Switch it)

This year spent a Day Date forty on trainers (Huh), ask for the players (Ask them)

Barrage of bullets, now it's all vacant (Grrt), doc's got new patients (Grrt, baow)

Back then I done with the handle wobblin' (Wobblin'), handle bruck (Argh)

Ever heard a GLE when it sprays, it sound like a Lambo' truck

Cullinan R with stars (Nyoom), feds wanna mark the car (Argh)

If I see them man, of course I'll send it, I'll never put it in drafts (Never)

Shotgun in the bushes, ever stepped out, gotta wipe off mud and grass (Yuck)

Think we're playin' games, there's more than one in the car

Blast it, made me blink, don't get done tryna make it on Made You Think (Huh)

Bigger Cuban, I'm changin' links

Can't front no bricks till I'm changin' links

Each one teach one, they're takin' tips

You ain't on takin' risks

If it goes well, then we change the dings

M1OnTheBeat

Ghosty

Likkle Dotz

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