[Verse 1: MD]
Gyal get locked on the regular
Look man get dough on the regular
Look man get booked on the cellular
Then I mash up the show on a regular
Man that's regular
Thump up Mike
My boy Bubsy, I thump up guys
In the club man pump up hype
To the point where I might disconnect the mic
I shell man
They know the program
Gyal wan bump and grind to the slow jam
They be like Jesse you know you go ham
I be like don't tell me what I know fam
But I know this, f** all the showbiz
There their gyal commin round like Gomez
They tryna skrr ting man on the toe ting tryna get that that
Tryna get that that
[Verse 2: Big T]
No days off, no days off
I'm the one that said no days off
Back then she don't wanna give me top
Now she's round here givin me top
A breader is tryna get with my brethrens
She told a friend now her friend wanna test it
She can't chill round here and do Netflix
Cuz manaman is more into pressin
Bad b talkin bout shard, rah, man ah get her wings and chips
Thot down, gettin 5 to my crib
You know me, Imma make her strip
Won't stop makin Ps off the 4 letters
2016, more bands, more triggers, more triggers
More bands, more triggers
Yo
[Verse 3: SK]
SK, man bound for the reload
With the bars man down for the reload
In the clubs they ask for the reload
Reload, take a man's gyal then I reload
Weng weng, lookin weng shes a weng one
Don't need no gyal, but I get some
Man ah just skate in then I skate out, that's boom, bye bye on the next one
They know us, we might know them
They phone us, but we don't phone them
Big back, I might draw for the lotion
Push it in, push it out, then I'm ghostin
Just wanna make Ps with my friends
Tryna see MD in a Benz
Wanna flip that P like a spatula
Then skrr right back to the ends
[Verse 4: Fingerz]
Yo yo yo yo...yo, you can't chat to me doggie
You come to the party and stunt in the money
Stepped out in the late, it's a raw cheese
Your girls all neeky prefer shes corny
[?] she was on me
Yea she screamed for the D so she asked me
Got her legs all twisted like a car key
Lock it down like a kid in the car seat
There man talk about beef on the roads
But ain't got no beef on the roads
Man ain't got no beef on the roads, so I straight up bless this beat for the roads
It's cold, cause I'm brave, I'm bold
Might phone your girl to come take mine home
No one can pa** when man's in that zone
Want strongest man like I'm breakin stones
[Verse 5: Fridge]
Wha you know about me?, wha you know about I?, wha you know about me and my brethrens?
Tryna make P with the gem ting
Catty go low attention
Man ah give her more than attention
Big belly, man I'm on flexin
Big batty ting I'm on textin
But a friend of her friend with my ex ting
But I don't give a dash, man ah press that
Give her double tap, then I jet back
Wyla my bros, better get that
Bare amnes' in my back strap
If the money is over there man ah grab that
Just like your gyal's breast man ah grab that