Watching

By K-Trap

On The Re-Up

Released on January 14, 2018

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[Intro]

Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass

Four pipes on this 4x4

You can hear it roar when I'm cutting past

Don't ask what I do with the slab

No hammer and chis'

I chop this brick like Jackie Chan


[Hook]

Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds

Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes

Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking

I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't

Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove

I can get you a brick of snow but after that's sold, I'll switch my phone

I don't want no traces

I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases


[Verse 1]

Just counted up this week's profits

You know when you made so much, you forgot your losses

Trap be a man's main topic

Put it under the tap and lock it

Bando pebbling brandy, this whisky ain't from Scotland

I was at home on JobSite

Then I went and built me a hotline

Now it's DSQ and Off-White

I'm on Brompton Road with a hot spice

Get the fork, come batter this fish

No we ain't making cod pies

Bro took a trip to the garden, then he came back with frostbite

Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass

Young days I was going on movies, not once did they cut me half

But it's funny how things can change

Now the trap goes insane

Four pipes on this 4x4, you can hear it roar when I'm cutting past

Now the girls wanna know, I laugh

Says she want a man with a mask

She don't even know the half

But she don't even need to know it

She just want a jeet and blow it

And she love how the K's just frozen


[Hook]

Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds

Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes

Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking

I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't

Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove

I can get you a brick of snow but after that's sold, I'll switch my phone

I don't want no traces

I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases


[Verse 2]

I don't know if the pigs ain't bugged me so I've gotta talk in slang

I copped me a lil pump way before I turned Gucci Gang

When I finish this half this square, I might Louis my trainers

Louis my top, Louis my belt, Louis my bag

Anytime the location's up town, just know trap grew him a bag

I'm in the T where the grub gets bruck down

Don't ask what I do with the slab

Don't even ask what I do with this mash

Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat

Tell my bitch I don't want Nobu or Hakkasan

We can do Netflix and chill, I ain't going nowhere 'til this packet lands

No hammer and chis', I chop this brick like Jackie Chan

I'll stamp on it in my Louboutin's, these shoes cost a bag of sand

Everything I get, that's cash in hand

The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams

Cash in hand

The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams


[Hook]

Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds

Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes

Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking

I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't

Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove

I can get you a brick of snow but after that's sold, I'll switch my phone

I don't want no traces

I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases