Lyrics
Bow
Woo
Scratch mixed it
Zim zimmer
(Jump)
Jump out of dingers (hit), jump out of the Rolls Royce (hit it)
I'm in this town for a show
But the kit kats looking at me like a dope boy (mad)
Man shown nuff love to the youngers
And if anything man rub out the old boys (nah)
These bells leave a shot in a wally
Bam—bam, step out and fling them stones boys
Make mans girl turn video vixen (umm—umm)
Two hands on a .9
Two hands on a dot, either way tryna bun up this district
Tryna blow mans head right off his shoulders
Close, I don't know about distance (oi, come here)
My Latino ting's sexy as fuck
But it's mad, she can barely speak English
Ying, swing, ching, di—di, dip—dip
Dot, dot slapped it was kweng that did this
True say had to flow like gully
Flow to cold man, he's coming too different
My old ting said I'm too different
We had to part ways becah' I'm too distant
I do hour trips in fifteen minutes
M—way lanes, man rip them
I'm in the T—house making this paper
So I can't see you later (mad)
If you rock with my opps you're a traitor
I used to leave my big ting gauge on cater
Had bells on the block for a waiter
And also a trader (umm—umm)
Black mask on my face Darth Vader
I'm on the dark side with my big lightsaber (yeah)
(Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh)
(Like)
Shell it (bang), like a petrol station (oh shit)
I got the dark with light (Who?), light with dark (Who?)
Ain't no segregation (trapping)
Bro got white (ayy), no Caucasian (nah)
Green light Liam Neeson taken (green light)
Shook and now there all shaken
Man get cooked they lookin' like bacon
Look, Brown skin one with the bunda (come here)
Mhmm, amazing! (Come here)
Trap mash and I tap waps
Came with the pump no petrol station