Lyrics: Young T
Bah (Mm-mm), yo，
Gotcha，
E-E-English girl named Fiona, big batty girl named Abiola (Mm-mm)
Body-ody shaped like Cola (Bah)
Back up, back up, bring it to the owner
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Bah, bah)
Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Mm-mm)
**** that, man, I don't give a F (Boom, boom)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette (Bah, bah, bah)
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
(huh what)you see a ghost, welcome to hell
i’m the host, come to my cell
better play it well, now we on the sale
ring the bell(uh)
gigling gigling, (uh yeah)tingling tingling
you know i stay at the top
no matter how i never stop(en)
one call i’ll be at the store(uh)
one ball i stay on the court(uh)
and this shit getting raw
standing by the shore
sun and the port, powder control
(en yeah huh)they want me to leave
got something to see, got many to eat
pick up a leave, chasing for stream
caught a disease
looking down what i saw is a sea
don’t you dare to get too deep
this shit a G, looking so peace
come with the risk, come with a hit
never stay with the set, or stick to the check
stories i left, what can you bet
a fame or a head, a man or a pet
those years that i spent, so i’ll never bend
(en uh)watch the way you talk, saw the way i draw
find some support, kinda feel the loss
mind like 5th floor, man like “hello lord”
(what huh)i just gotta know you
hope you got a man tool, don’t be a damn fool
find me a grand hook, straight to the dance pool
feeling great say woo, stay high up like what? who?
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Bah, bah)
Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Mm-mm)
**** that, man, I don't give a F (Boom, boom)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette (Bah, bah, bah)
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
still chatting to my friends when i smoke cigarettes
still hanging with my mans when i hope for the best
man he regret, damn checkmate
do we have a problem here
what can i do SEER
i’m a prophet, without a profit
see a glock you gone wear a vest
i’m a tiger, go to the vet, bet
millions in a set trillions in a bed
see an opp gon’ hit’em with a stick
pull up with the ting i gon’ be a king
will it be a dream
not what i think
hang with my mob we reach for the top
climb up the mountain we saw way a lot
run into a dead body watch the way it drop
burner lock up give me a full cup
met an English girl named Fiona
eat up a meat call her Nina
don’t play with your daddy
i can see ya’
don’t cheat on your mummy
she can beat ya’
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up, back up, ayy, come closer
English girl named Fiona
Big batty girl named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up back up, bring it to the owner
E-E-English girl named Fiona
Big batty girl named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up back up, bring it to the owner
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Bah, bah)
**** that, man, I don't give a F (Grrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola (Hey, hey)
Body-ody shaped like Cola (Oh-oh)
Back up, back up, ayy, come closer