Download Lagu Krept & Konan - Dat Way (Remix) (feat. Abra Cadabra, BackRoad Gee, French Montana & Clavish)

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Rise it, rise it, we could never get tired
Slide on them, slide (slide), press it on 'em and sky 'em
Uh, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
Like I fucked man's girl, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
When I press this ting, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
Don't kiss that girl, I put ball in her mouth

You know like, that way, that way (that way)
Got the drop, so my young boy with it
You know like, that way, that way (grrt)
Spin this coupe, reverse it (skrr, skrr)
The man went that way, that way (uh)
Baby, come arch your back, come arch your back
You know how I like it, that way, yeah
That way

(Tally)
Sting said rap, I'll stay strapped for the chaos
You know how much flats he's taped off? (Many)
Amazon, ask Jeff Bezos
Man was runnin' in cribs like, "Who's the shotter?"
You would think that he's from Naij the way he was shoutin', "You robber"
As we ran off with belongings

Which one we selecting? (Which one?)
Bang, eject it
Man can't bend it like Beckham
Bark it, leave it like Lingard
Which way did he go? They're telling me this way, so I went that way
PYH, protect your head
You don't wanna end up on the curb side dead

Back up, don't move (don't move)
Grrah, he moved
Before all the guns, it was kitchen knives
You don't wanna buck into the killies tonight
Next hundred bags, we're taking out thirty
Yardies spending it all on waps
Hold up, man put corn in mash
Tell a man look forward and don't look back

Haan
Spin this coupe, reverse it (skrrt)
Mixing that lean with the Perkies (Perkies)
Mans don't do beef, they allergic
Smacked him, hand 'em back they purses, hearses (woo)
Goin' that way, that way
Every bitch I fuck with go that way, that way (that way)
Best friend came with a best friend (best friend)
And that best friend came with a best friend (bestie)

Slide on an opp like the Everest (skrrt)
Had the Pooh Shiesty on, no cameras (baow)
Hit 'em up live on TV (baow, baow)
Came in the mouth, he ate that pussy, he greedy (baow, baow)
Bottom of the pot, cocaine in the drop
Coke boys, CB, chain on 3D
We could never get tired
Had blow in the drought, we could never get higher (Montana)

I rob niggas and got them hurt, when I pass away, I ain't goin' to Heaven
I told bro mind how you step 'cah second strike they'll give you a seven
I just bought me a seventeen, my yardie unc just bought an 11-MAC
Spray it, oops, shouldn't have said it
No safety, I'm just sayin'

I'm a drippy stepper, I ain't tryna get pagan blood all on my Celine
Or on my B30 Mike Amiri jeans
I just gave a cat two in his face, got two on my waist
Phone Loopy, might shoot up the place
What I want for Christmas, a new shoe and a lace

Rise it, rise it, we could never get tired
Slide on them, slide (slide), press it on 'em and sky 'em (grrt)
Uh, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
Like I fucked man's girl, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
When I press this ting, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
Don't kiss that girl, I put ball in her mou-

(Sorcerer)
They wanna do cyber wars
If my young ones pull up, you're gonna need life support
(Don't make me have to remind you)
She said, "Are you paid?" and I'm like, "Of course"
Somebody tell her, she must think the Dweller's Michael Kors

Every time yuh see badman roll up
Platinum, diamond money fold up
Gyal waan mek mi kno she nuh col' up
She di pole a shirt deh fi di pole up
Gyal say hands up like it's a hold up
She tek off mi shirt and mi pants first
My girl, you a bubble like a Thermos
Mm, my girl, mi nervous

Baby, tell yuh belly mi a Primus
Dem call me the girl dem genius
Courteous, gyal, mi put you first
No gyal can call me Titus
Man a badman, mi a money man
A mi children me spend mine pon
All the girl dem who get a few guns
Only buss gun shot

Move smart, invest in machines, you know how it's like in the COV (Gaza)
Front line with the ramz on me, I really have my jugg on fleek (woo)
The streets love me and they had me, who made a living off of light and B? (Grrr)
How many bridges burnt for the price of yay, the power of speed?
Why's it always these washed up man, talk like they ever buss man's skengs
Mek money, mi nah beg friends, I was in the T tryna move that leng
Really do shit that way, they could never be like that way
My way, my way, drew your girl and her diamonds that way

Rise it, rise it, we could never get tired
Slide on them, slide (slide), press it on 'em and sky 'em
Uh, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
Like I fucked man's girl, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
When I press this ting, I'm in, then I'm out (huh?)
Don't kiss that girl, I put ball in her mou-

Yo, spin it 'round, spin that bumper (spin that bumper)
Two G-locks, straight thunder
She like bad man, so bad man what she's on
Now she see bad man, I start givin' her number
She see a big score, wan' wear man's jumper
Hold up, shorty, rewind that bumper
Twirl it (twirl it), firm it (firm it)
Steady it straight when you arch that bumper

Black machine and my hood up (hood up)
Man dasheen when I pull up
Dip, dip, doo, lil' bro dipped two (boy)
Yeah, I slid through when I tried wig you (boy)
She badder than bad, wan' sit in the Bentley
I'm madder than mad, I want him on the telly
I done a one drill, yeah, I really been steppy
Love pop up on any opp block with the 'chete

Bust that door, I think he went that way (catch him)
And if this drill goes well
Then we're gonna need Rizla, chip, and an ashtray (bill it)
Reload came, come 'round the back way (backdoor)
Slim but fit, but the front got cushion, I'm hittin' it back ways
She can't roll if she ain't on vibes
Neck and wrist, fill it with ice
Out here strapped with the forty live
Any weather like vibes
Bro's in the pen for an M like vibes
Shoot man's mind, I tried
See me outside and course it's live
Rev that bike, fill him with bine

Yo, grip it, swing it (swing it)
No, the mandem ain't hittin' and missin' (boy)
This one ain't got a silencer, when my ting clickin', you won't hear hissin'
He didn't hear that, it was baow when I pitched him
Down with the kitch', got him down with the blick
And I rap 'bout twinnin' 'cause I did it (I did)
You ain't met a nigga like me on your block
'Cause I rap and wrap cocaine and I bang, mate (I do)
Put him in a bad day, left him in a bad way
I whacked more niggas than the finger on my hand, mate
Uh, gear up the youngins for a rampage
They'll tear up a somethin' in a man's face
We just got brand new corn and it's filed and we're sendin' it that way (boy)