Krept & Konan Lyrics

[Krept:] '06, nigga fucked around, got his boat peppered Hit him with the big stick, sumo weapon And I ain't talking 'bout a Peugeot When I say he never made it, 207 If it got peak, no strap, man will improvise Still get your egg wrapped, no Kinder 'Prise I'll bang the star and I ain't talking 'bout a camouflage When I say I'll leave your soul in the skies Nigga listen, I'll be slinging and supplying hard Nittys spinning, when I hit 'em with that biocar My niggas really poppin' it, with the iron star You niggas really chocolate, you Lion bars Gassed niggas ain't there in the rotten slum But I'm really in 'ere, like a cotton bud All around your flesh, where my rocket touch Red shit, all around your head, like you're on a bus [Hook x2:] I-I've got my hands on the flame You don't wanna get wet, don't stand in the rain It-it-it's them gangstas again I-I-I'll take your cake and blow your ca