I've been on my grind I'm busy
I Cat for Lizzy
And the way
How they cap is silly
And the way
How they chat is tizzy
And dem man aint busy
Busy tone dat
When gyal move iffy
Don't lie, babe
You ain't on me like that...
Go on then hold my blick?
Remind me don't give
It to bro he'll scratch
You dat boy dere too itchy
My YG's not road
Not even a bad yute but
I see the guy do 50
She was like
"Here's a Jamaican black yute"
I was like "Yeah too litty"
Dat girl too leng
Don't care who she chats
Too that one there too risky
How come all
Of them kids on typing?
We was outside
Been keeping it silent
Friends move fake
Dem things have me
Frightened
I was on mains
With it like it's licensed
Them pigs went
And grabbed my boyo
He was stressed
When they rang his hoyo
In the streets
They live for today
Don't know
What could happen tomorrow