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letra de xtra time - blade brown & k-trap

xtra time lyrics
[verse 1 – k trap]
why them man always talking?
i come with the thingy and make them zip it
wrap a boy, don’t make me fillet
three whole pies in nines
sandwich bags, spending hours zipping
cowboy spin in the dinger
see no one, spend an hour with it
think we need extra time for the whole magazine
think we need extra bine, lugers fly if i press the nine
holding the action extra tight
dinner date with the plug, richard milles and skellys
parmesan wagyu spaghetti, we only talk in readies
brick of coke too hard, gеt me the big machetе, i’m ready
b-tch in her knickers and bra, she wanna go s-xy, b-tch get ready
4×4 out the show, rolly ham when i put in petty
dinger on e, gotta put in petty
slide with the k!llys, demons
which opp block gonna put up a tent?
if i’m gonna flex i’ll put up a hundred
at least them man can’t put up a ten
send my man on a bike, can’t crash with the coke like sk!llibeng
i ain’t on taking breaks, i won’t when i’m up like fifty m’s

[hook – blade brown]
they’ve never seen fifty grands
they’ve never seen fifty bands
by the time you get your food
it’s been through like fifty hands
i stay with the yayo like 50’s man
i wanna get my reload in like fifty vans
they’ve never seen fifty grands
they’ve never seen fifty bands
by the time you get your food
it’s been through like fifty hands
i stay with the yayo like 50’s man
i wanna get my reload in like fifty vans
[verse 2 – blade brown]
if my scales could talk i wouldn’t stand a chance in court
all the sh-t i was taught like when it gets hot, that’s mission abort
who would’ve thought? who would’ve thought?
remember when a n-gga was down to nought
now my b-tch in amg sport cause the work we done is not poor
trap and blade, can’t f-ck with that combo
these n-ggas ain’t juggers, they’re workers
i took a plane just for a convo
don’t ask what am i on bro
more money more problems my n-gga, you know how the song go
told her we’re flying out pr-nto, flung few quid in her monzo
but i came a long way from tens and scores
to mixing up benz and raw
they’re f-cking up the label budget on garms and style
i’ma spend some more
watch on my wrist aventador
box on the strip, that’s twenty-four
trap was dry so i sent some more
think about all the bands i lost, i hit the t and made it back

- blade brown k trap

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