Testo Probably - K-Trap feat. Blade Brown
Testo della canzone Probably (K-Trap feat. Blade Brown), tratta dall'album Street Side Effects
Shot birds (birds), yeah, I pot stir (stir)
High if you think I gotta watch first (huh)
Block work, made a hundred in a Tec 'fit ('fit)
12 bills for Amiri, this just rips (rips)
No Z flips (no), half brick min' (min')
Pigs pree, I sold three bricks, switched sims (gone)
Young and makin' money like an OG (OG)
And I can't remember gettin' cold feet (no)
Feed two fiends, I got bujj and them
Get it like me, think you couldn't, then you shoulda then
We're the ones pullin' them (pullin' them)
And that's known facts (facts)
Four flats and the .44's full of them (baow)
Hammer on me, look like somethin' out the film (films)
Bitch treat me, look like somethin' out the films (huh)
Big bro told me I should chill (chill, chill)
Cah I'm at the spa again, I done a drill
Spin the pot twice, let it lock nice
What you mean no-one's there? Spin the block twice (neoww)
They ain't comin' 'round here, nothing's nice (nothing's nice)
Grub wet and I ain't puttin' it in rice (no)
54 a brick, I need a better price
Whole brick of bujj, double it, put it in a vice (double it)
I ain't lyin', I could put it on my life (on my life)
It's really frying, I could put it on the guys (on the bros)
Hunger pain, then the money came
Probably hit your bitch on another day (day)
Probably made your boyfriend his first hundred K (probably)
Probably sold you a brick with the underlay (hahaha)
Probably (huh), probably
Drop the brick price, fuck up the economy (fuck it up)
If you see me with your bitch, my apologies (sorry)
If you see me in the kitch', don't bother me (don't bother)
Fly birds and we get 'em back (get 'em back)
Came a long way from tryna pebble that (ayy)
G63 with the leather dash (trust)
Rollin' with a hottie you could never smash (hahaha)
Last reload was lit, they want an encore (they want an encore)
But the trap's kinda hot, I'm kinda unsure (kinda hot)
Six bed mansion, one four (trust)
Already made M's, I'm tryna run more (that's work)
I was a little nigga with some big dreams (big dreams)
I was 16 tryna hit fiends (That's work)
Never heard your name up in the brick scene (never)
Spend like 15 on some ripped jeans (that's work)
First nigga with a scaley on my line (on my line)
Please don't hit my cell if you ain't buyin' (don't)
Zero L's on my record, niggas tryin' (zero)
I just make a call and niggas get it frying
59 80, wrist kinda weighty
Asked 'round Hatton and your name's kinda shaky (kinda shaky)
All trap money, no AC (never)
Came a long way from that A3 (that's work)
If I get the drop, they'll red up your top (ayy)
Give 'em one shout, that's lead out the Glock
Little niggas might tread on your block (they might)
And now I can't tell 'em to stop (nah)
Hunger pain, then the money came
Probably hit your bitch on another day (day)
Probably made your boyfriend his first hundred K (probably)
Probably sold you a brick with the underlay (hahaha)
Probably (huh), probably
Drop the brick price, fuck up the economy (fuck it up)
If you see me with your bitch, my apologies (sorry)
If you see me in the kitch', don't bother me (don't bother)
Credits
Writer(s): Blade Brown, Jevon Daniel Ellis, Luke Caleb Honeywood, Devonte Perkins Martin, Dukus Alemay
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