Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Som


Interface


Nível de dificuldade


Sotaque



Interface de linguagem

pt

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Suporte   |   FAQ
1
cadastre-se / faça login
Lyrkit

doar

5$

Lyrkit

doar

10$

Lyrkit

doar

20$

Lyrkit

E/ou me apoie nas redes sociais. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Headie One

Cargo

 

Cargo

(álbum: The One - 2017)


[Sleeks:]
Still reload on cargo
Move work like Marlo, fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos, but we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos, watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick, everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road, I could never leave my gang out

[Headie One:]
Bruck down Vauxhall in it into improve driving skills
Everytime so we go get lurky, I remind bro wipe the wheel
We bought this skeng off a one week flip, cah they like the deals
I know the T-house into detail, with my Lyca phone I'm skilled
Send them texts until it won't let me send no more
Plus I gotta keep it in script with numbers, I got my trap phone insured
Rudeboy you ain't ever look through the blinds at night, see the feds 'bout to boom that door
Then dive head first out the window, turn the left and thank the Lord
All a nigga tryna do, is turn 1 into 2
In the kitchen they think I do juju, all I do is re-up on new food
Then I just do it again
Count up these 50s and 20s and 10s, then do it again
Again and again
Bring that weight, bring my phone all benching
I was 18, me and big bro doing up Tetris, trips are endless
Headie One and Section
Still get round there with my cheffers, fly out the ride and drench it

[Sleeks:]
Still reload on cargo
Move work like Marlo, fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos, but we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos, watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick, everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road, I could never leave my gang out

I don't even sleep no more, I just wait till the pack goes out
Thank God that I made it home, now I gotta sit back and count
Everyday risk taking, this week done a thousand miles
Seen the square come in, go out, done it so many times lost count
Trap talk, I do it fluent
Running through so much weight in the bando and the neighbours are clueless
When I see these grams, all I'm thinking is move it
This Headie One flow that I'm using, it can get confusing
Packs with elastic bands, I buy that monthly
I don't go country, trap in the ends I'm comfy
When I send the texts, watch the line go jumpy
Have her put it on silent, making bare noise and fuckery
Go my hands in so much green and I still don't eat my salad
Skid up the car on my man, I assist that goal like Hazard
I smoke broccoli cabbage, it's that go in backwards
Trap, mash and I do rap, this year causing madness

Still reload on cargo
Move work like Marlo, fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos, but we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos, watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick, everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road, I could never leave my gang out

feito

Você adicionou todas as palavras desconhecidas dessa música?