Notes

If you friendzone me, I’ll go on your Insta
And I’ll unlike every picture
You text me like you never did did ya?
Sure I did, Mr
I ain't got time for the games, I’m tryna secure a bae
I’ll take your sister, I kissed a girl and I liked it ting
I take your girl and I wife it ting

Flow's tight like a corset
Your weave smells like cornbread, ugh
I'mma bring it to your doorstep
I'm about to be bigger than your forehead
Your head needs to get sorted
You will get licked down like a Cornette
I ball, swish, all net
So I don't know who you're eyeballing
Cause I ball, I ball like a bald head
I ball, Michael J-J-Jordan
You want beef? Safe, cool then
You got a team? K, call dem

My iPhone goes ping ping
Cause your mans on my line like ding ding
But it's not a ting ting
Cause he eats me up like din dins
Got money in the bank like ching ching
And I shine like bling bling
I will knock down any kingpin
So don't start me up like an engine
Skrrrr!

I hold it down like a Snapchat
Go over your head like a snapback
Uploaded a pic, double tap that
And your flow's so old, granddad (bruh)
It's just banter
I'm way too much like a black cab (oi boss!)
Why you Snapchatting in the club for?
Just dance, man

Please don't stop for a chinwag
You need a Tic Tac
You will get broke up like a Kit Kat
And then taken out like a bin bag
Becar it's going down, low blow
So don't make me snap like a photo (slow mo)

I be like lukatar, lukatar lukatar
Everybody wanna lukatar, lukatar
Shut down raves, lock it off, lock it off
Reverse that, like I'm parking a car
Rac a gnikrap m'i ekil, that esrever
Reverse that, like I'm parking a car
I really don't know why these girls wanna try it
I'll take girls for a likkle Mars bar
Or a salad, I'm on a diet
I dunno who these girls think they are

Cameras rolling it's shooting time
Ride out it's do or die
Them other girls better move aside
Cus their flows dead so that's suicide
What's wrong with these THOT chicks?
Don't push me that's mosh pits
You will get a vum my long tun win sen Nishow but no chopsticks

I'm feeling myself like I lost my keys
Quîng anjìng but I'm not Chinese
Them gyal there, they are not like me
They've got dry knees
Cream your face before you chat to me
Turn MJ, get bad to me
Becar them gyal are dead battery
Your lips need some Vaseline