Lyrics Easy Sport - K-Trap, Loski

Easy Sport

Bro got a itch I told him if that’s how you feel then come and go
I ain’t gotta know much detail, I do chest and neck for bro
Dem man chat but badder than who?
Can’t war with a one pop, big man jump off, minimum 2 when I dump off
Guns and smoke was a easy sport, nuttin' but thrills when we roll on dem
60 secs when I cook this yola, 30 secs when I load this skeng
All this miles when I flip this package, I love weekends they’re rapid
We ain’t really into the chatting, you ever seen the tray or matic?
Everyone talking bare, don’t talk 'bout boots to sort a pair
Bro wanna glide just take my skeng, even when I don’t go I’m sort of there
Keep them parked all over the block, even when I go shop its sort of near
Half a brick, my sorter flip, bring it to the T-house and sort it there
Guns and smoke was a stepping stone
We step, they know
I ain’t gotta know much detail, I do chest and neck for bro
To wave this wand I don’t need no cloak
Just 2 gloves and the biggest coat, so I can conceal this smoke
Tell the plug I want grub in bulk
See a girl no love just throat
Tell bro stop talking madness, cah the pigs might bug my phone
I’m in Knightsbridge trying on vintage jumpers, I’m feeling grown
This dots was made in the early 90s, it feels all old
Bro got Itch and I told him if that’s how you feel then come and go
Load that pole I’ll be right back, I just wanna change my clothes
Then we step on badness like we should
Tray in the ride tryna do him like Ricky, lemme see them Boyz in the Hood
Guns and smoke was a easy sport, nuttin' but thrills when we roll on dem
60 secs when I cook this yola, 30 secs when I load this skeng
All this miles when I flip this package, I love weekends they’re rapid
We ain’t really into the chatting, you ever seen the tray or matic?
Everyone talking bare, don’t talk bout boots to sort a pair
Bro on a glide just take my skeng, even when I don’t go I’m sort of there
Keep them parked all over the block, even when I go shop it’s sort of near
Half a brick, my sorter flip, bring it to the T-house and sort it there
See opps in the flesh can’t leave it, splash I mean it
Everyone talk 'bout poles, let’s off smoke, tell me who you touched up recent
You ain’t scored no points you ain’t beefing
We get a thrill from seeing dem man bleeding
I love Saturdays, this phone beating
I told bro cheers to the weekend
I’m Loski Loose you nutter
Got beef with your men, I’ll slide on your ends
3Foot with the skeng like Wucka
I’m with Max and Wayne like shotta
I got bros on me and the hoes on me, I make gyal say hazard or bruckshot
Can’t roll with the one pop, big man jump off
Minimum 2 when I dump off
Them man chat about badder than who
Pull up and challenge them yutes, splash I’m bragging it too
No fake drills in my tunes
Them man chat about badder than who
Pull up and challenge them yutes, splash I’m bragging it too
No fake drills in my tunes
Guns and smoke was a easy sport, nuttin' but thrills when we roll on dem
60 secs when I cook this yola, 30 secs when I load this skeng
All this miles when I flip this package, I love weekends they’re rapid
We ain’t really into the chatting, you ever seen the tray or matic?
Everyone talking bare, don’t talk bout boots to sort a pair
Bro on a glide just take my skeng, even when I don’t go I’m sort of there
Keep them parked all over the block, even when I go shop it’s sort of near
Half a brick, my sorter flip, bring it to the T-house and sort it there