Tumbi

(Splurge boys) I run down the moneys on Monday My brother can't come, he's on gunplay So I summon my cupcake I only run 'cause I'm up late (How do you mean?) All of my exes are iPhones (How do you mean?) I always come with an upgrade (How do you mean?) Different ting, different timezone I cannot buy a ticket that's one-way I'm sorry I'm inconsistent Apologies I've been distant Your body's in mint condition You obviously need convincing Wifey material, nigga If looks could kill, then you'd be a serial killer Imperial figure I just wanna hold on to peace and love (uh-huh) All me need's likkle weed and rum Works haffi run 'til weekend come When the weekend done, still me can't done Hold on to peace and love All me need's likkle weed and rum Works haffi run 'til weekend come I run down somebody on Tuesday If I don't get my money, it's doomsday That's not your girl, that's your roommate She'll go put your things in a suitcase On to the next man Finesse man, then left man The gal mad, need a head scan And a lifetime sex ban I'm sorry I'm inconsistent Apologies I've been distant Your body's in mint condition You obviously need convincing Wifey material, nigga If looks could kill, then you'd be a serial killer Imperial figure I just wanna hold on to peace and love (uh-huh) All me need's likkle weed and rum Works haffi run 'til weekend come When the weekend done, still me can't done Hold on to peace and love All me need's likkle weed and rum Works haffi run 'til weekend come Old-school stepper Brand-new tings for a old vendetta You think you know them kinda man there Trust me, killy man know them better Old-school stepper Brand-new tings for a old vendetta You think you know them kinda man there Trust me, killy man know them better