KTrap - How : SBTV (4K) lyrics

I was flinging fish in the kettle, now I got fish on the rex. How could I be loathful with all this bread? How could it fit in a man bag when it's got all this length? I was flinging fish in the kettle, now I got fish on the rex. Trapline sent a text. How could I be loathful with all this bread? How could it fit in a man bag when it's got all this length? Still breaking down petrol, smell that stench. Taking trips to the seaside and I got all these pebbs. How you talk 'bout the pitch? when you done all that bench. You got that grub last week, and you got all that left. You got that grub last week, and you got all that left. I was a 2 and a Q boy now I make corn and stretch. I call the silent shooters they don't really talk they kweng. I swear it's all crazy when your whole team just mence. Anything sweet when the bricks come raw. When the work takes long to lock you probably gotta whip some more. Got about 300 names on a hotline but I got a list with more. And I might bad a b**h a bag that's only if it's fist is 4's. They wanna hate on me now, like man weren't grinding. Them days used to step out j**elers when the mandems are shining. How many times did I f** up the re and had to wait on consignments? Now I just DIY and I got the bank notes piling. Curry came up off the block for real. Broke days it was straight Nike Tees, now we got tops with silk. Now we take trips to Harvey next squad deep with the sauce and spill. Then we hit the top floor for the dinners and we get lobsters grilled. I was flinging fish in the kettle, now I got fish on the rex. Trapline sent a text. How could I be loathful with all this bread? How could it fit in a man bag when it's got all this length? Still breaking down petrol, smell that stench. Taking trips to the seaside and I got all these pebbs. How you talk 'bout the pitch? when you done all that bench. You got that grub last week, and you got all that left. I ain't ever got respect through making songs. If you're blatant lying through the whole track, how could I rate that song? n***as just coming to a full summer, home soon but the wait was long. It's all mental when the indictment sheets two pages long. Really in the field them guys some features. Drillers in the my team they ride and mean it. 17 we was drilling from cabs, leaving drivers speechless. Nowadays we just do it and dash, had the tires just screeching. How many times did I drag back bro? like he's done it just leave him. How many times did I break down a pack? and have the brothers just eating. How many times did I grab that broom? and i ain't ever liked cleaning. I really live what I chat about, and them n***as just cheating. I was flinging fish in the kettle, now I got fish on the rex. Trapline sent a text. How could I be loathful with all this bread? How could it fit in a man bag when it's got all this length? Still breaking down petrol, smell that stench. Taking trips to the seaside and I got all these pebbs. How you talk 'bout the pitch? when you done all that bench. You got that grub last week, and you got all that left.