Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song RRR, artist - K-Trap. Date of issue: 09.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
RRR |
| Barbeque settings and we don’t need coal |
| Countin' the wettins, I’m lookin' like Rose (Rose) |
| Had to do it like all of the bros |
| But if it’s like «Peewee, you gotta get close» (Yuck) |
| It’s th main roads, so if I go, it’s lookin' like soch' (Ah) |
| Taped up shh, that was way back then |
| W was doin' it bait back then |
| With a shotgun, pump and trey back then |
| Ay, done it like a parking warden |
| Ping that windshield, fuck that finance |
| (Woi-woi-woi) |
| You wan' send man coin 'cah they done it on binance |
| My young apes got brolic in jail |
| Was in class with shottys and nails |
| (Now what you sayin) |
| But the MAC 10's suttin' like Sonic and Tails |
| Hs swing round for the one time D |
| I ain’t even gotta tell 'em I’m horny |
| Mum found man’s knives way too many times |
| I ain’t even gotta tell her it’s warry |
| Shout my brudda Capone |
| Niggas on the run eatin', that’s Nore |
| I’m with K or K, salt bae man to the bone, it’s salty |
| Would’ve thought that I send man shop |
| For the sweets, way the 4−5 corn to send man |
| (Bah-bah-bah-bah) |
| Left man covered in blood like Tempman |
| We let them man stunt when we M man |
| I just high-five bro and the skengman |
| I know trench babies from the trenches |
| In a black trenchcoat tryna drench man |
| They say all I do is talk about the dot-dot |
| We got it lock stock colours and what not |
| Could have never try get him done with a one pop |
| I don’t have a one shot, never been a one pop |
| Two hands on the ting, I’m steady like Headie |
| I’ll kill my friend if he snitched like Melly |
| I’ll bill my spliff then go to beddy |
| I’ll be chuffed next morning if I see him on telly |
| Remember that time when I beat two corn |
| On a opp on his block, nah I bet you weren’t ready |
| Remember the time when my youngin' had a madness |
| I gave him the shank and his hands turned jelly |
| Have you ever heard an M10 on repeat |
| Just beatin' and beatin' and beatin' and beatin' |
| Have you ever cheffed man point blank |
| Civillians screaming «he's bleeding», «he's bleeding» (he's bleeding) |
| No I don’t think you fucking did |
| Goddy beat that ting wid a rusty pin |
| I was up close live, when I clutched on him |
| I ain’t seen another nigga on a rucksack ting like me |
| Corn licking off on the mains I speed |
| Face shot now his mum can’t ID |
| Matter fact don’t mind me (ay don’t mind, ay ay) |