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(Yeah) Uh Just flew gang to the island She said, "Oh, man, why you spend so much?" Chrome Heart top and ma crep them match Like Bernie Mac, mi cash mek di girls dem laugh Bare man, bare gyal in here Yo yo's tucked, course we no fear nothin' If KeKe got the fizzy in his palmer, it's done I thought a joke nigga said somethin' Bro don't rap but he'll certainly lay somethin'? Can't stop now, where's the play button at Ill-mannered come to shake tables and cut Speakin' of manners, I'm buzzin', whеre the cutlery? Uh Fuck a knifе, here's a spoon to eat your heart out properly Honestly, if you tried, it never got to me, uh Got a better chance of winning the lottery I've got a gun in my purse, who gon' check me, boo? Undercover motherfucker in my mum's old coupe Passenger seats, I creep like I'm s'posed to do This ain't crime, it's a vengeance, the heights of suspense Two minds that I'm in, fly-out or the rent No time to digress, oh my, I'm a mess Two hands on my neck, got plans out the head Blew steam out my nose like I smoked cigarettes Uh, just flew gang to the island She said, "Oh, man, why you spend so much?" Chrome Heart top and ma crep them match Like Bernie Mac, mi cash mek di girls dem laugh Bare man, bare gyal in here Yo yo's tucked, course we no fear nothin' If KeKe got the fizzy in his palmer, it's done Like oh, why'd you spend so much? Where'd you get your blue jacket and your Jordan's from? Why you pull up on the spot like you weren't on nothin'? Why you got the girls frontin' like Pharrell or something? Yo Enny, why is your flow so deadly? Why you make a man wan' spend his very last penny See you curve all the man from the block like Jenny No heart for a bum, you need a boss cause yuh style heavy, yazeet Alright, I'ma pour this little cognac and break it down for you I ain't moved by clout or beggin' friends or what you clowns all do Came for respect, dad's name on my neck Big brains be the flex, can't change for a check Wait, let me talk my shit and hold my dick just like the guys do Then pop up in the booth and I'ma flip it like a haiku 'Cause I can do anything he can do better, babe Flow like a butterfly, swing like a heavyweight Uh, just flew gang to the island She said, "Oh, man, why you spend so much?" Chrome Heart top and ma crep them match Like Bernie Mac, mi cash mek di girls dem laugh Bare man, bare gyal in here Yo yo's tucked, course we no fear nothin' If KeKe got the fizzy in his palmer, it's done
Writer(s): Hillary Udanoh, Louis Parker, Oluwasolapo Adepitan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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