Look, I tell her roll on for me
Coming real soon hold on for me
Your girl don come for me
'Cus she sent a text that she need company
You know I run company, Tinny
Shawty is an escort, cus she tryna up company
Roll up the weed I cock the nine
You always wrong you copy right
I swear you just should pass the light
Omo your chick should pass the night
I be on that wiz shit don′t dull for me
No dey beat around the bush mow lawn for me
And if you tryna understand
When I blast her am a master
You a slave meet your master
Do the haha, mikasa sukasa
Omo mhen you never seen stars
I be on this magazine cards
They told me I would never be far
Now am out in London spitting this Japanese bars
Shawty stay hotter than musabi
But all that shit you doing just be sloppy
And they gon say that illuminati
Am in the building you ain't in the lobby
I do understand you ain't got that
But I know that you got stacks
So when I throw them bands at you throw them bands back