Why them man always talkin'? I come with the thingy and make them zip it (Zip it) Wrap a boy, don't make me fillet (Fillet) Three whole pies in nines Sandwich bags, spend the hour zippin' (Ah) Cowboy spin in the dinger See no one, spend an hour with it (With it) Think we need extra time (Extra), for the whole magazine ('Zine) Think we need extra bine (Grr), lugers fly if I press the nine Holdin' the action, extra tight (Tightis) Dinner date with the plugs, Richard Milles and Skellys (Yeah, yeah) Parmеsan Wagyu spaghetti (Yeah), we only talk in rеadies (Yeah) Brick of coke too hard, get me the big machete, I'm ready (Ready) Bitch in her knickers and bra, she wanna go sexy fish, get ready (Nyoew) 4x4 out the show, Rolly ham when I put in petty (Rolly) Dinger on E, gotta put in petty Slide with the killys, demons (Demons) Which opp block gonna put up a tent? If I'm gonna flex, I'll put up a hundred At least them man can't put up a ten (Huh) Send my man on a bike, can't crash with the coke like Skillibeng (No, we can't) I ain't on takin' breaks, I won't when I'm up like fifty M's (M's)  10 10 Meghan Trainor “Don’t I Make It Look Easy' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified           Meghan Trainor “Don’t I Make It Look Easy' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Chorus: Blade Brown] They've never seen fifty grands (No) They've never seen fifty bands (Never) By the time you get your food (Ah?) It's been through like fifty hands (Ahahaha) I stay with the yayo like 50's man (Like 50's man) I wanna get my reload in like fifty vans (That works) They've never seen fifty grands (No) They've never seen fifty bands (Never) By the time you get your food (Ah?) It's been through like fifty hands (Ahahaha) I stay with the yayo like 50's man (Like 50's man) I wanna get my reload in like fifty vans (Let's go) [Verse 2: Blade Brown] Ugh, if my scales could talk, I wouldn't stand a chance in court (Nah) All the shit I was taught like when it gets hot, that's mission abort Who would've thought? Who would've thought? Remember when a nigga was down to nought (Ugh) Now, my bitch in AMG Sport (Why?) 'Cause the work we done in at poor Trap and Blade, can't fuck with that combo (Nah) These niggas ain't juggers, they're workers I took a plane just for a convo Don't ask what am I on, bro (Don't ask) More money, more problems, my nigga, you know how the song go (Low) Told her we're flying out pronto, flung 3 quid in her Monzo (Light) But I came a long way from tens and scores (Ugh) To mixing up benz and raw They're fucking up the label budget on garms and style, I'ma spend some more Watch on my wrist, Aventador Box on the strip, that's twenty-four (That's twenty-four) Trap was dry, so I sent some more I think about all the bands I lost I hit the T and made it back (Ugh) Remember when a hundred five was just a dreamer? I screamed and made it facts (Facts) Ten-tum was pumpin', makin' packs (Euh) All the times we took that risk and prayed, we made it facts (They made 'em facts) [Chorus: Blade Brown] They've never seen fifty grands (No) They've never seen fifty bands (Never) By the time you get your food (Ah?) It's been through like fifty hands (Ahahaha) I stay with the yayo like 50's man (Like 50's man) I wanna get my reload in like fifty vans (That works) They've never seen fifty grands (No) They've never seen fifty bands (Never) By the time you get your food (Ah?) It's been through like fifty hands (Ahahaha) I stay with the yayo like 50's man (Like 50's man) I wanna get my reload in like fifty vans (Let's go) You might also like Bigger Me Blade Brown & K-Trap Joints 2 Blade Brown & K-Trap Joints 2 Blade Brown & K-Trap 1 Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? Sign up and drop some knowledge Start the song bio Ask us a question about this song Ask a question * Joints (2022) Blade Brown & K-Trap 1. 6 Figures 2. La Cosa Nostra 3. Free Game 4. Joints 2 5. Xtra Time 6. Bigger Me 7. Wrapper (Missing Lyrics) 8. Reseller 9. 1M 10. Credit (Missing Lyrics) 11. Each One Teach One (Missing Lyrics) Credits Produced By RohXO & Nathaniel London Written By K-Trap & Blade Brown Mixed By IsThisJC Publisher GRM Daily Video Producer Romael Visuals Record Label BXB Entertainment & Thousand8 Release Date March 25, 2022 Tags RapTrapUK Rap Expand Comments Sign Up And Drop Knowledge 🤓 Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. Sign Up Genius is the world’s biggest collection of song lyrics and musical knowledge About GeniusContributor GuidelinesPressShopAdvertiseEvent SpacePrivacy Policy LicensingJobsDevelopersCopyright PolicyContact UsSign InDo Not Sell My Personal Information VERIFIED ARTISTS ALL ARTISTS: ABCDEFG
Alive, but he shoulda been dead Big bro got a .9, but it shoulda been less I can tell you 'bout riskin' it all If this car gets spun, then I'm lookin' at ten Double-R, oral sex, that's Cullinan head Rappin', still tryna put it to bed No leg-shots, still gotta push it in chest Archin' her back, gotta jook it the best Nut in her face, now she lookin' a mess All of my paigons lookin' depressed If rap don't work, then I'm lookin' at 'Rex Got my guy in the can, now he at TEC Future's bright, still lookin' to step Tellin' her friends I been hittin' her up That's crazy, I want her to hold this glee, I ain't lookin' for sex Told the guys, "Chip in what you can Me and broski will put in the rest" I learned how to whip, no theory or practical And I ain't lookin' at tests Don't know if she's buzzin' or tryna impress Came out and don't know why she's got on a dress Known for pullin' up outside a paigon's house Whenever we got an address I seen get his lungs all punctured Literally watched him run out of breath HMP need to hand him couple of trackies, couple of creps If she finds it hard to keep it shush Then that's one ting won't trouble again Feds at my door, I'm in trouble again Opp block, tryna burst his bubble again ZK over the flickers But I've seen man get done worse with the flick ting Left man red then blue on a Crip ting And I still ain't put it in crypto Met so many akhs in jail Masha'Allah, but bro, I'm a Christian A O-P-P got splashed in his head We basically went to a paigon's Christenin' Don't televise when I go on a glide Don't bring my phone on a ride, 'cause I mean it Blood on my knife whenever I see them Two days and I bet you I beat it Wrist on froze, fingers, mouth It's a hot summer's day, but you know that I'm freezin' And, no, I ain't got amnesia I ain't forgotten what happened on G Wing I don't wanna hear "intent to supply" GBH AM OP, we step in the dance and go to the restroom Just know we ain't tryna go wee-wee Take care of the ting, if it jams, it might need grease, Santorini If I step on your block and spray that Let's be real, I ain't doin' grafitti I don't wanna hear "intent to supply" GBH AM OP, we step in the dance and go to the restroom Just know we ain't tryna go wee-wee Take care of the ting, if it jams, it might need grease, Santorini If I step on your block and spray that Let's be real, I ain't doin' grafitti
Don't chat shit cah uno Ill slice u when I hop out the whip Bang it's gang when we 4 man up and chest him up he got burdened off Hop hop left and right chop chop he got dropped One of them is on top and the other one giving me slop Chingy chingy give me Ur blingy or it might get risky and don't make it twisty What, man got drip like freezer imma geezer and ill take man for eejit
