Lyrics
My man looks like he ain't got a tenner
Told me that I fucked her better
We do homework then apply that pressure
Spin, spin like David Guetta
Hot gyal
Hot like Jamaican whether
Ah mi dat
Fill up mash with pepper
My new gyal got all my old tings jealous
Spin, spin like David Guetta
I need that
Deagle, eagle, dessert
Send man hell cuh they don't go heaven
The cops and opps tryna block mans blessings
The kids on bail but its up like seven
I don't take Ls
I'm learning lessons
Fuck fill up the ride with weapons
Eediyat in due time we will (Baow)
In due time we will get him
Deserve a trophy, lots of girls been chopped
She can't get fuck cah she chats too much
Cave hotel the ramping shop
Gun man, made her panties drop
It was dread what we to
And got boxed
M splash mek dem run in shops
(M splash mek dem run in shops)
They know that Russian don't play
I'm getting paid, I'm having my way
Chocolate boy, the girls wanna taste
X-rated, buss my nut in her face
Cartis, APs
Look at the face
This Patek cost like 100k
I paid 40 for my day-date and I spent 300k on my chains
Man pull up in ranges Mercs or Bimmers
I like autos, shotguns and spinners
Beenie man in my zim zimma
Chosen one, born as a winner
Irrelevant they need medicine
Too delicate, my tings separate
In my element
Gyal tek elephant
Bedroom specialist
Yo, tunnel vision
You know Russ with the rush I'm different
Had your girl in mad positions
Once I hit that once, I'm missing
Everything fuck when gunman reach
Oi, don't you know skengs get beat
Gun man alone mek gyak get weak
Feet