Headie One & K-Trap – PARK CHINOIS Lyrics

PARK CHINOIS Lyrics by Headie One & K-Trap

[Intro]
S-R-B separation confirmed
Comin’ up on, uh, stagin’ the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
Carns Hills production

[Chorus: K-Trap]
Clean up gang with the hoover, pull up and sweep the street
Told bae “Book Park Chinois”, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week, so somethin’ might end up on a tee this week
Done studio time, done the re this week, big bustdown, that ain’t no jesus piece
No G17, G19, had the G17, then the G19
Had a old .44, but the pin was weak, still gonna spin if need
Sayin’ “No smoke backstage”, but bro still ask can we bring it, please
Or a ZK at least

[Verse 1: Headie One]
You could see me in tape with the Gs, bro just got a strip tape with the G
Get the drop, it’s go time, bro came out with the key
Yo, three-eight autos gang said “We need more sweets”
Before Halloween we was out playin’ trick-or-treat
An opp boy swam and drowned, he didn’t kick his feet
Heard that news I was right by the runway, made me feel like bree
This Caesar come like a pocket rocket, now the gang in central with C
Had my case papers printed, now I got the monogram print on me

[Verse 2: K-Trap]
Runnin’ through bells, throwback run with the 12
Whole one cover the scales, bine at the BBQ, better cover your girl
Hate when they’re runnin’ their mouth, see them runnin’ for help
I’m in the bando, but let me see my man again, I’ll double the L
We really leave shit drownin’, you ain’t bought three on an outin’
Shootouts in the oldest clothes, you wouldn’t believe these outfits
Foot down, no breaks, tryna leave everythin’ taped
Asked bout the shotty, told them I got it from the farm, now they think I got from H

[Chorus: K-Trap]
Clean up gang with the hoover, pull up and sweep the street
Told bae “Book Park Chinois”, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week, so somethin’ might end up on a tee this week
Done studio time, done the re this week, big bustdown, that ain’t no jesus piece
No G17, G19, had the G17, then the G19
Had a old .44, but the pin was weak, still gonna spin if need
Sayin’ “No smoke backstage”, but bro still ask can we bring it, please
Or a ZK at least

[Verse 3: Headie One]
This opp in this spliff’s sativa, still put smoke in the wiz, Khalifa
Bad B don’t wanna lock the smoke, I just gotta love her and leave her
Yo, had the Liz come like Peter and the bujj like Cleveland
This ice on my wrist says a whole lotta money, swear it’s comin’ like BIA
O14 me, Zee had the bruc’ back in a bruck down Kia
Now you’ll find me in Venice, tryin’ some shellfish, oh mama mia
Old-school, I was hoppin’ out first, had bro sayin’ “Stop bein’ selfish”
Yo, now I just leave that stage, pullin’ strings like Elvis

[Verse 4: K-Trap]
Ding-dong on an outin’, would’ve been a loss if we found him
Can’t record, need more points on the board
Gang, tape it first, then I’ll give them an album
Spoke to the yard man, wanna know the P for the .45, like Alhan
Spoke to the runner, said he’s got more than a oner and he’s still countin’
Go get that car, congestion zone, gotta step with ours
Pocket rocket, had it in a pouch, next to the brush and the metro card
Double R truck, stars in the roof, and we got a separate star
Ain’t done it in a Tesla yet, if we do that’s lead in a electric car
[Chorus: K-Trap]
Clean up gang with the hoover, pull up and sweep the street
Told bae “Book Park Chinois”, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week, so somethin’ might end up on a tee this week
Done studio time, done the re this week, big bustdown, that ain’t no jesus piece
No G17, G19, had the G17, then the G19
Had a old .44, but the pin was weak, still gonna spin if need
Sayin’ “No smoke backstage”, but bro still ask can we bring it, please
Or a ZK at least