Aye, mandem, what you saying? Can you hear me, yeah?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Patterned
Yeah, yeah
At this age, man are still out here loving a Treesha (How?)
She's been through mates, bro, what are you doing? She's not a badina
It's funneh 'cah this one girl's different and she's making me feel her
Aye, come here, never mind, she ain't got ambition to grow, let me leave her
I jug and I jug and I jug and I jug
Ah, yeah and I jug
Didn't you know I'm a stylish tug?
We, we get the party tun
She wanna flex with me in the shubs
We, we made her boyfriend bug
You should've seen how it all went down
Bro saw me straight 'omah layin' his bubs
Got a bad B and she all on me and she got her wigs from AliExpress
Was that supposed to excite me or was that supposed to make me stress?
Make it make sense, the girl can dress and her nails on fleek and it's makin' sense
But girls like that got red flags and I know that hit them in the chest
These ebonies stepped in saucy, word on the curb, they're feeling the guys
Bro got the party, yeah, yeah, yeah, now I'm feeling alive
She's never been with a boss, imagine how she feels with me for the night
She don't know about having to grind on our street, kway out to Stevenson Drive (Should've known)
I've got a lighty from Chapel Town, now I gotta take a trip to Leeds
My old friends keep envyin' my ting, if I told them, "Why pree, why pree?"
I'm tryna be like big bro 'cah he copped an RM at 17
That's big bro, that's big bro, everyone knows that we're live in the streets
I fell in love one time, what can I say? Man, I weren't so pleased
She was into the boys that are bumeh, so I don't really care if they get it with ease (I don't)
Is it counseling? Is it therapy? I don't really know what she actually needs
Imagine how I have to live now, now I know that it weren't actually me
It's calm though, I'll keep it pushing 'cah that gyal shit, ain't nothing to a G
I'll just move to her G, then go outside and make another G
Everyone thinks that I'm cold, but the thing is they don't hear the pain when I preach
I put my emotions on these beats and of course I control myself when I speak
Az said he wan' lick him, not with his tongue, get your head out the gutter
??? steps with the flick ting, ??? stepping with abnormal cutters
??? with the, "Yeah, yeah," that's my brother, that's my brother
I asked Wreckz 'bout drops, you already know that he cleared him another
She told me, "Keep the gossip in the streets"
'Cah she belongs there, yeah, it's looking good, we've gone clear
Now you wanna play gang when you know you was not there
You did not share, you did not hear, so furthermore, I should not care
Let me put on my Moncler and tell a bad B, "Aye, come here"
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