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[Verse 1]
If you friend zone me, I'll go on your Insta
And I'll unlike every picture
You text me like you never did, did ya
Sure I did, mister
I ain't got time for the games, I'm tryna secure a bae
I'll take your sister, I kissed a girl and I liked it ting
I take you girl and I wife it ting
I take her phone do a Snapchat on it and I send it to ya on a my chick ting
Just for the bants though
Mans said I'm sweet kinda like mango
They wanna give me the D, no Django
Wanna touch the strings on my banjo
Don't act like a chicken from Nandos
There ain't a place I can't go
When I'm in your area, when I'm in your area
Couple man tried sending for me
The more the merrier
Nah, no I ain't scared of ya
Nah, no I ain't scared of ya
We are the realest
They wanna reload the bars like 'wheel it'
Bare man's been on your girl like a remix
Bare man's been on your girl like a remix
Bare man's been on your girl like a remix
Nah I don't think that you deeped it
Bare man's been on your girl like a remix
I touched the kitty up, nothing like Felix
Men are from Mars and women are from Venus
Girls have heart, men think with the penis
Call me, always on the ball like Venus
I'm tryna lick down any Serenas
I'm Leshurr, they're just Felisha's
I'm a teacher, cause of me you're my seniors
Gal are Filas but Melesh is Adidas
Jesus, amen I'm like Jesus
Would you please just save me from these creatures
I'm a beast cause I'm the topping on your pizzas
Nonbelievers can be shocking and facetious
Cause I heard you saying the most
Don't make me burn you like toast
I'ma have to kill you with the flows
I'll be like murder she wrote, na na na
You said you was gonna do this and that to me
But when I see ya you was on mute
Mind who you're talking to, you likkle yute
Gal ah get brushed to the side like a fringe
Don't try to talk to me like I'm some Div
What are you sure? I don't think she is
I send your man to the shop like skiv
He calls em baby, I don't need a bib
Don't say I didn't I already did
From day one I was calling my dibs
You can think this is all fibs, but ya man backs me up like ad libs
[Verse 2]
(Ah) Bants
Hands up, everybody hands
It's a new year so everybody dance
I'm bout to ruin everybody's plans
I'm never where everybody hangs
I don't care what you think
Don't try block me like hair in a sink
I'm married to the game and I'm wearing the ring
That's my drink I ain't sharing it kid
Your mouth I don't know where it has been
You and ya sister can't afford weaves
So three times a week you're sharing the wig
Nah man that's weird
I'm Phil, you're Ian
Just to let the mandem know
Not everybody can pull off a beard
Because some of you are out here looking real homeless
Work so much that I'm home less
So much on my plate, on my shoulders
But I still ate steak it was boneless
I come back with the heat
Go get gassed, come back with the key
You're the type to poo on the street
And wipe your bum crack with a leaf
That is a chief
Pain your heel like the back of your feet
Can't see you like the back of my teeth
You can't see me, I'm at the back with my team
These poppycock girls have to delete
I be like cool, safe, hasta la viste
Now let me get back to the beat
And I'll let you get back to the beat
Back in the days
You could tweet whatever you wanted for the bants
But now a days
If you tweet the wrong thing ya might get sacked
Happy new year, happy new shurr
Girls talk bare, I'ma have some new fur
Have you got bars or nah
Chipmunk face
I'm gone
[Verse 3]
Queen's speech
They want me to come back here
Make sure you purchase Lukatar on iTunes now
Out February the 8th
Oh, yeah
Written by: Ellis Taylor, Melesha O'Garro
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