caps (uk) - vanish lyrics
[hook]
i just chopped a brick and made it vanish again
boy dem, boy dem blocked my sim but i’ll pattern again
drop a four and a half to my worker, make him bag it again
gang got a whole load of waps, sh+t we’re at it again
[verse 1]
still i ain’t left this bando, i sleep with one eye closed
i don’t turn my back on no fiends cah they’ll probably steal these o’s
parcel fell out my worker’s jeans, i thought it was a f+cking joke
jabbed him, kicked him out of my t, like make your own way home
ever seen a cat on his knees cause he ain’t got p’s to buy b’s?
on the relapse, it’s peak, say please, i can’t breathe
runner just blew a chase, he threw the line and switched it off
out on bail, show me the papers, i wanna see if he’s finished or not
throw this cat a five, don’t waste my time, can you whip or not?
or back to the ends i’ll fly, link the mali’s, whip the lot
man get burst at a party, still say h+llo to your auntie
bro’s a boujee thief, he’ll take your roley and dash the carti
f+cking mad, she’s your girl but she’s on bangs
blocked you off her snap, now she’s acting bad for the gang
[hook]
i just chopped a brick and made it vanish again
boy dem, boy dem blocked my sim but i’ll pattern again
drop a four and a half to my worker, make him bag it again
gang got a whole load of waps, sh+t we’re at it again
[verse 2]
i’m hitting a million views and i’m hitting cats, they don’t get it
copped it soft, make it rock, watch it drop then i set it
bro’s behind them walls, he found his target and he pressed it
when man got bun by the big boy pumps was the only time he test it
maaveh’s knocking on local houses, this sh+t’s a mess
cah my worker jukked a dusty kitty over a tick of benz
p+ssed, this yard’s about to get l!cked over a thousand pence
time to pack up my sh+t and leave (oh sh+t, here we go again)
i just jumped in the ride and the feds behind, why do i have bad luck?
i ain’t gonna lie, i know why i sell bad stuff
copped me a nine, allow the dots, i love handguns
he had a line, now it’s mine, grab it ransom
trapping, feet and my wrist ache
had two hands, what a p+sstake
seven parcels in that cling mate
worker’s on the bike with no disc brake
[hook]
i just chopped a brick and made it vanish again
boy dem, boy dem blocked my sim but i’ll pattern again
drop a four and a half to my worker, make him bag it again
gang got a whole load of waps, sh+t we’re at it again
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