Headie One, Sleeks - Cargo lyrics
[Headie One, Sleeks - Cargo lyrics]
Still reload on cargo move work like Marlo
Fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos
But we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos
Watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick
Everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road
I could never leave my gang out
Bruck down Vauxhall in it
Into improve driving skills
Everytime so we go get lurky
I remind bro wipe the wheel
We bought this skeng off a one week flip
Cah they like the deals
I know the T-house into detail
With my Lyca phone I'm skilled
Send them texts until it won't
Let me send no more
Plus I gotta keep it in script with numbers
I got my trap phone insured
Rudeboy you ain't ever look through
The blinds at night
See the feds 'bout to boom that door
Then dive head first out the window
Turn the left and thank the Lord
All a nigga tryna do, is turn 1 into 2
In the kitchen they think I do juju
All I do is re-up on new food
Then I just do it again
Count up these 50s and 20s and 10s
Then do it again again and again
Bring that weight
Bring my phone all benching
I was 18, me and big bro doing up Tetris
Trips are endless headie One and Section
Still get round there with my cheffers
Fly out the ride and drench it
Still reload on cargo move work like Marlo
Fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos
But we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos
Watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick
Everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road
I could never leave my gang out
I don't even sleep no more
I just wait till the pack goes out
Thank God that I made it home
Now I gotta sit back and count
Everyday risk taking
This week done a thousand miles
Seen the square come in, go out
Done it so many times lost count
Trap talk, I do it fluent
Running through so much weight in the
Bando and the neighbours are clueless
When I see these grams
All I'm thinking is move it
This Headie One flow that I'm using
It can get confusing
Packs with elastic bands, I buy that monthly
I don't go country
Trap in the ends I'm comfy
When I send the texts
Watch the line go jumpy
Have her put it on silent
Making bare noise and fuckery
Go my hands in so much green and
I still don't eat my salad
Skid up the car on my man
I assist that goal like Hazard
I smoke broccoli cabbage
It's that go in backwards
Trap, mash and I do rap
This year causing madness
Still reload on cargo move work like Marlo
Fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos
But we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos
Watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick
Everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road
I could never leave my gang out
Fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos
But we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos
Watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick
Everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road
I could never leave my gang out
Bruck down Vauxhall in it
Into improve driving skills
Everytime so we go get lurky
I remind bro wipe the wheel
We bought this skeng off a one week flip
Cah they like the deals
I know the T-house into detail
With my Lyca phone I'm skilled
Send them texts until it won't
Let me send no more
Plus I gotta keep it in script with numbers
I got my trap phone insured
Rudeboy you ain't ever look through
The blinds at night
See the feds 'bout to boom that door
Then dive head first out the window
Turn the left and thank the Lord
All a nigga tryna do, is turn 1 into 2
In the kitchen they think I do juju
All I do is re-up on new food
Then I just do it again
Count up these 50s and 20s and 10s
Then do it again again and again
Bring that weight
Bring my phone all benching
I was 18, me and big bro doing up Tetris
Trips are endless headie One and Section
Still get round there with my cheffers
Fly out the ride and drench it
Still reload on cargo move work like Marlo
Fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos
But we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos
Watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick
Everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road
I could never leave my gang out
I don't even sleep no more
I just wait till the pack goes out
Thank God that I made it home
Now I gotta sit back and count
Everyday risk taking
This week done a thousand miles
Seen the square come in, go out
Done it so many times lost count
Trap talk, I do it fluent
Running through so much weight in the
Bando and the neighbours are clueless
When I see these grams
All I'm thinking is move it
This Headie One flow that I'm using
It can get confusing
Packs with elastic bands, I buy that monthly
I don't go country
Trap in the ends I'm comfy
When I send the texts
Watch the line go jumpy
Have her put it on silent
Making bare noise and fuckery
Go my hands in so much green and
I still don't eat my salad
Skid up the car on my man
I assist that goal like Hazard
I smoke broccoli cabbage
It's that go in backwards
Trap, mash and I do rap
This year causing madness
Still reload on cargo move work like Marlo
Fats that looking like hardo
Look at the flick of the wrist
Traphouse looking Tescos
But we ain't go no barcode
That's food and chairs like Nandos
Watch us step in the bando
Watch how I break this brick
Everything get dismantled
What you know bout weighing up so much grub?
The battery scale just ran out
Shoes on then I do road
I could never leave my gang out