Kettle Water - Headie One

Nearly fucked up this whip, too much kettle water

Still gotta trust this whip to go get my kettle watered

Fifty six days in the T house, didn’t get boom, that’s torture

Even the jakes know that’s out of order, cah they just made me lose a fortune

One leather on a tracky and Jordans, come like my costume

You know all the shit that I’ve gone through, now my bezzle watered

Wish I could stop at the nearest BP, get my petrol sorted

On my only stop is the T house, ring-ring, trap, now what’s your order?

Fried down Fire In The Booth with Charlie, it was just fire in the T with

Charlie

Had to tell the fiend, «shh, stay silent"cah every noise at the door alarms me

Can’t go through normal charges, either the grub lookin' at me like part me

Until I’m suttin' tryna off this green, no cutter do the hustle all in my

archies

Done bagged up so much crack, I think I got it all in my arteries

Still go spend this prof' on waps, aim it straight, treat it like archery

I ain’t ever done grime and grind, still do it daily like Post

I’m whippin' that bowl, kill it in O, that’s why to govs said significant role

Nearly fucked up this whip, too much kettle water

Still gotta trust this whip to go get my kettle watered

Fifty six days in the T house, didn’t get boom, that’s torture

Even the jakes know that’s out of order, cah they just made me lose a fortune

One leather on a tracky and Jordans, come like my costume

You know all the shit that I’ve gone through, now my bezzle watered

Wish I could stop at the nearest BP, get my petrol sorted

On my only stop is the T house, ring-ring, trap, now what’s your order?

Spent fourteen hours in the T, baggin' the same grub for a different phones

There’s bread to break for me and bro, he ain’t gotta break bread from a

different loaf

I got both opp blocks under pressure, same way I took the presser and did it

with both

I’m tryna put a opp boy on a stretcher, talkin' bout stretchin',

man did it with coke

Bruck down dinger or moped, I caught the .38 spins, bro cloned it

Two spin tings deep, we’re rollin', step and made the whole estate take notice

I was sittin' in the T with cokeheads, shottin' to Jenny from the block,

not Lopez

This white and brown like my OT line, always left the green last like golders

Nearly fucked up this whip, too much kettle water

Still gotta trust this whip to go get my kettle watered

Fifty six days in the T house, didn’t get boom, that’s torture

Even the jakes know that’s out of order, cah they just made me lose a fortune

One leather on a tracky and Jordans, come like my costume

You know all the shit that I’ve gone through, now my bezzle watered

Wish I could stop at the nearest BP, get my petrol sorted

On my only stop is the T house, ring-ring, trap, now what’s your order?