Krept & Konan – Dat Way Lyrics

Krept & Konan Dat Way Lyrics (feat. Abra Cadabra)

Hoppin’ out my whip and I’m parked up
Play (Play) Dirty (Dirty)
That’s all I think about
Nav Michael

Rise it (Bow), rise it (Bow), we can never get tired
Slide and win, slide (Slide), press it on you means dyin’ (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, like I fucked mans girl (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, when I press this ting (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, don’t kiss that girl, I put ball in her mouth
You know like, that way, that way (That way)
Got the drop, so my young boy with it
You know like, that way, that way (Grr)
Spin this kid, reverse it (Skrr, skrr)
The man went that way, that way
Baby, come arch your back, come, arch your back
You know how I like it, that way, yeah
That way (Timin’)

Sting set wrapped, I stay strapped for the chaos
You know how much flex is taped off?
Amazon us, Jeff Bezos
Man was runnin’ in cribs, like “Who’s the shotter?”
You would think that he’s from Naij, the way he was shoutin’ “You robber”
As we ran off with belongings (Don’t leave me)
Black Dunks like Insta logins (Log in)
Bro still in the trap tryna get rid of brown like Katie Hopkins
Had that boy there run so fast
Made them boy there zoom, now it’s a conference
Bro got bodies on the conscious
Mi-Million pound for my daughter (Racks)
You ain’t got more money than Nala
Nowhere to hide when shit’s crackin’
You can run like you’re Islam
And he’s bredrin ain’t from Spain
But if we talk bread, hispanic
Don’t act like my nigga wouldn’t rip you
Really finna trick you, spit it on a prick
Flicky on the stick, he did it for a brick
Drive by, that’s two girls kissin’ in the whip
And you know that Achilles don’t listen (Listen)
Stick to your head like revision (Revision)
Sign more checks than petition (Petition)
Oi, pussio, listen
Might give a wife the gherkin
You know what she do for a Birkin (Huh)
Swervin’ (Shrr)
Jadon Sancho, bro done a move from a German

Rise it (Bow), rise it (Bow), we can never get tired
Slide and win, slide (Slide), press it on you means dyin’ (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, like I fucked mans girl (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, when I press this ting (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, don’t kiss that girl, I put ball in her mouth
You know like, that way, that way (That way)
Got the drop, so my young boy with it
You know like, that way, that way (Grr)
Spin this kid, reverse it (Skrr, skrr)
The man went that way, that way
Baby, come arch your back, come, arch your back
You know how I like it, that way, yeah
That way (Sorcerer)

They wanna do cyber wars
If my young ones pull up, you’re gonna need life support
(Don’t make me have to remind you)
She said “Are you paid?”, and I’m like “Of course”
Somebody tell her, she must feel the dwellers, Michael Kors
Fuck who you listenin’ to
Keep bein’ lippy, I swear when we link up it’s gonna get tricky for you
My mans tryna visitin’ you
You know what I’m hintin’ (You know what it is)
All of my niggas are tapped, now let that sink in (Let it sink)
You know what I’m thinkin’
Just ’cause I rap now don’t get it twisted
Be realistic, clout’s a sickness
Before the litness, check the logistic
How many times have I risked it?
Been in the whip with ammo equipped
Then jumped out and flicked it, couldn’t resist it
If there’s a problem, I gotta fix it, mind who you takin’ pics with

Rise it (Bow), rise it (Bow), we can never get tired
Slide and win, slide (Slide), press it on you means dyin’ (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, like I fucked mans girl (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, when I press this ting (Huh)
I’m in, then I’m out, don’t kiss that girl, I put ball in her mouth
You know like, that way, that way (That way)
Got the drop, so my young boy with it
You know like, that way, that way (Grr)
Spin this kid, reverse it (Skrr, skrr)
The man went that way, that way
Baby, come arch your back, come, arch your back
You know how I like it, that way, yeah
That way (Grrt, baow)

Real bad man with a good heart
Don’t get my back, it’s a push start
Swing my shank with force tryna drop hearts
Rise this wap like Simba’s son
When I aim at man, better look up
Grrt, bow, gun dance (Yeah)
Huh?
You ain’t never seen an opp boy fallin’ (Nah)
You ain’t never see a Glock .9 clartin’ (Nah)
I’m lookin’ at my opp boy vid’s and I see a new face
When I see him, I’ma blast this rahting
Me, I’m okay with bein’ a target ’cause you know my ting’s barkin’
When I say we got bare machines, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no factory (Nah)
If you see an opp boy and he got it and you don’t strangle it, my dawg, that’s blasphemy
Bust my ting, don’t chat for me (Nah)
See an opp boy, leave teeth in him (Grrt bow)
Look, who wanna trap for me now?
Spin that block right now, waps out (Waps out)
Actually, too important
You thought you was maxed on ’til I backed that out, gotta backtrack now
And pussy, call me a backpack gun? Can’t reach for your suthin’ if I slap that now