Текст песни
Baow
Shu-Shu-Shu-Shut up
Horriblistic ting
Music is all I-
Music is all I- (s-shu-shu-)
M-M-Music is all I- (s-shu-shu-)
Shu-Shu-Shu-Shut up the dance (Varg²™)
Shu-Shu-Shu-Shut up
Yeah (horribilistic ting)
Listen
Like, like
Are you takin' the piss? It's 6 (6)
I just fucked up my man's girl
Spazzin' the fuck out, havin' a fit (uh-huh)
Geeked up 'til her man come and dip (cut quick)
And they ask why I act like this (huh?)
On my shoulder, I got a chip
My mum just asked for a pound, huh
Like, sent her more than a quid
One thousand for the cocaine kick
She look sexy with them golden lips (mwah)
And I'm still fucked up in the bits
My nigga Lil Ramey gonna know what it is
Cppo, zoja, my real soldier
Varg just called for the fucked up odor
I smoke weed now, yeah, I got older
I don't drive but the first car that I get ain't gonna be no fucked up Corsa
The life that I got came from trauma
London, Paris, fly California
She don't care but I'm still gonna treat her
Eyes on me all the time like Fendi
She can't trust 'cause she think I'm a bop
Balenci' city bags, still go cop
Trials and tribulations, still chop
My white nigga really love big black queens
This thick ting wanna come rip off my seam
M-My right hand, Alexander McQueen
Spent more on Rick, cost more than goddamn lean (like)
Fucked up the scene up, don't worry badina
Black but I love white lines like a zebra
Shades on my face like cartel fever
Don't like thots so I love me a diva
Are-Are you takin' the piss? It's 6
I just fucked up my man's girl
Spazzin' the fuck out, havin' a fit
Geeked up 'til her man come and dip
And they ask why I act like this
On my shoulder, I got a chip
My mum just asked for a pound, huh
Like, sent her more than a quid
Pussy-niggas still can't get in
#FEDERAL
Bomboclaat mi ah beg fi di gyal dem
Call Dolly, walk out and selecta (bomboclaat)
You bitch-niggas better suit up
Turn up
Go, go
Bitch