Headie One - Kettle Water - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Chours] Nearly fucked up this whip, too much kettle water Still gotta trust this whip to go get my kettle watered Fifty six days in the T house, didn't get boom, that's torture Even the jakes know that's out of order, cah they just made me lose a fortune One leather on a tracky and Jordans, come like my costume You know all the shit that I've gone through, now my bezzle watered Wish I could stop at the nearest BP, get my petrol sorted On my only stop is the T house, ring-ring, trap, now what's your order? [Verse 1] Fried down Fire In The Booth with Charlie, it was just fire in the T with Charlie Had to tell the fiend, "shh, stay silent" cah every noise at the door it alarms me Can't go through normal charges, either the grub lookin' at me like part me Until I'm suttin' tryna off this green, no cutter do the hustle all in my archies Done bagged up so much crack, I think I got it all in my arteries Still go spend this prof' on waps, aim it straight, treat it like archery I ain't ever done grime and grind, still do it daily like Post I'm whippin' that bowl, kill it in O, that's why the govs said significant role [Chours] Nearly fucked up this whip, too much kettle water Still gotta trust this whip to go get my kettle watered Fifty six days in the T house, didn't get boom, that's torture Even the jakes know that's out of order, cah they just made me lose a fortune One leather on a tracky and Jordans, come like my costume You know all the shit that I've gone through, now my bezzle watered Wish I could stop at the nearest BP, get my petrol sorted On my only stop is the T house, ring-ring, trap, now what's your order? [Verse 2] Spent fourteen hours in the T, baggin' the same grub for a different phones There's bread to break for me and bro, he ain't gotta break bread from a different loaf I got both opp blocks under pressure, same way I took the presser and did it with both I'm tryna put a opp boy on a stretcher, talkin' bout stretchin', man did it with coke Bruck down dinger or moped, I got the .38 spins, bro cloned it Two spin tings deep, we're rollin', step and make the whole estate take notice I was sittin' in the T with cokeheads, shottin' to Jenny from the block, not Lopez This white and brown like my OT line, always left the green last like gold does [Chours] Nearly fucked up this whip, too much kettle water Still gotta trust this whip to go get my kettle watered Fifty six days in the T house, didn't get boom, that's torture Even the jakes know that's out of order, cah they just made me lose a fortune One leather on a tracky and Jordans, come like my costume You know all the shit that I've gone through, now my bezzle watered Wish I could stop at the nearest BP, get my petrol sorted On my only stop is the T house, ring-ring, trap, now what's your order?
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