646 (Intro)

6 for 6

I'm on my shit

I'm sinking ships

WIG

Been grindin'

Fuck you nerds, I'm rinsing clips

WIG

I'm 'ere for everyting I deserve

So verse for verse

WIG

I'm notorious, 14 stone, 5'11"

BIG Brrrr

A lot ah dem ah havin' a 'mare

Their accessories look like they got 'em from Claire's

Listen, if I pull up at a vanity fair

Your girlfriend's there

She's havin' an a–

What?

What's a man gonna do?

Come in a 4-by-4 or in a coupe

I stopped givin' dem man food

It's 10 10, but they find it hard to recoup

'Member when I wore Brut

And I was a little brute

Now I might drink brut

When you see me a suit

I don't want no twos

You can keep your little zoot

Btw the way, that ain't loud

Online they're all loud

When you see 'em in person

Dem boy deh all mute

Minuscule, it's typical

Agh, I'm clinical with syllables

From physical to digital

I let subliminals slide

If you're being direct somebody's getting fried

Could be any of the four seasons

I'll pull up at the Four Seasons

And fuck up the vibe

Free Vybz

I wanna be back ah yard June or July

Rum and ting

Bun and ting

Wid Nubians wid bum and ting, ya nah

It's summer soon, the family wa fi gah

Mi side sutten mi nah wan she know

Lemme just ease on dat

But the back forever mek you warn squeeze on dat

Back to form, it's K Trap warm

I don't give a fuck, anyone can get corn

Graduated, never stayed in no dorm

Any time I come around all the bad Bs swarm

Ya gemmi, ya gemmi, ya gemmi

Never see me in Buscemi

Me and **** are all heavy

Was up 20 sutten pre 20s

When I brought Tupac, it weren't Makaveli

Everyone knew I had a line for the smelly

Link me at Moon Lee or the side of Freddie's

Sweet boy had the good tings and the jezzies

My guy always been a guy, never any

Do your research, been there done that, got all the t-shirts

YG ah bun man, put it in reverse

Fly, get a sun tan

Come get the P first

For a verse you gotta send the fee first

I just keep levelling up

Big darg, I'm a different pedigree cuz

Me getting murked, coulda never be dat

I'm on wus

Same time a **** is wavy, no brush

I'm from the era of equal out dust

If di boy dem pull up, dust

You get grabbed, you're crushed

Phone home, tell 'em you've got bags to flush

Get nicked keep ya lips stumm, ya fuck

You know the drill as discussed

Lips sealed is a must

Even if you gotta sit down

You know any pie get bruck

Man can't violate cuz

Throw you a welcome home party

Gyal dem ah gyrate cuz

Dem man might hate us

All dem ah light weight cuz

See they don't nyam no food

Looking dehydrated

Why your eyes dilated?

'Bout giant, you're 5'8" cuz

The money ah pile up

You never could size up

Your clothes are too tight

You need a size up

Bull in a china

Never been a vagina

I'm always drunk becah I move Budweiser

You can't style me

Man ah styler

Dress the finest, in or out designer

Richie porter or Mekhi Phifer

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