[Intro: Too Lippy, Janin x Fabz]

Too Lippy

Money Affi Mek, Gyally Affi Tek!

J from the G

Rolling with E and Fabz and Too Lippy yeah

GHR baby, yeah

[Verse 1: Too Lippy]

Yo

How can them man try fooling me (Mmm!)

I don’t speak no bullshit but best believe I understand that language fluently (Uh-huh)

I ain’t got no time for them eediats (No time)

‘Cause them yutes fake it (Uh)

Them man remind me of a cone (Uh-huh)

‘Cause they got two faces (Uh-huh!)

You likkle two-faced bitch (Yeah, Bao!)

I try surround myself around real jiggas, no phoneys (Uh)

I’m doing this for my relatives back home working in mountains

That’s hill figures, no Tommy (Get it?)

Sooner or later you lot will thank me (Uh-huh)

They’re gonna witness a man win (Uh)

You might as well call this a mukbang (Uh)

‘Cause they're gonna watch a man eat (Bao, Bao!)

‘Cause in this game I will yam and I ‘ain’t talking the prince (Get it?)

So hurry up with my plate and while I’m here, let me order a drink (Uh-huh)

Can I have a glass of W’s?

I’m at the table with EDH, Janin and Fabz (Munir!)

And I ain’t banging no wap

But be aware of the lyrical shotty (Bao, Bao!)

The ammo sprays as I watch the bullets drop from the Arsenal, call that Jeremy Lynch (Bao, Bao!)

I’m tryna aim for your head top, I’m tryna get you to think (Grr)

So get gassed when Too Lippy speaks (Uh-huh)

‘Cause I body shit differently (Uh-huh)

I’m always writing, my ink is constantly coming out a pen like Digga

[Chorus: Janin]

Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways

To get up this money but suttin ain’t right

It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes

Can’t let my visions come out my sight

Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight

Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe

Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved

We’re going up, we’re taking flight

Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways to get up this money but suttin ain’t right

It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes

Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight

Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe

Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved

We’re going up, we’re taking flight

[Verse 2: Janin]

I was tryna get it least four, five ways (Woo!)

Grind way too hard through the night and the day (Woo!)

No sleep, play beats, I do not play

Get more ‘fi eat up on golden plate (Oh, oh, oh)

Gon' grind and fly through new country (Oh, oh, oh)

My girl, she called me, said that’s a date

Same crew from school, some man turned fake

One big mistake (Woo!)

Switching bruddahs I do not rate

Cuzy told me there’s no new mates

They’re snakes and fakes

Man affi get out my face, protect my space

And guard my place (Mm)

Tryna just get it but all the barriers they lift up (Woo!)

Soon as I get it, my old ting be looking pissed off (Ha!)

G's the team you see clearer than a crystal

Banging off inna your head like a pistol (Grr!)

[Verse 3: EDH]

(Woo!)

You better step right before you get left

Too much evil eyes so I’m watching my step

‘Cause my voice is a weapon I’d use with intent

Don’t fuck with some niggas, I’m just heaven sent

‘Cause some niggas two-faced like their name’s Harvey Dent (Ooh!)

When I step, I’m the coldest in the room

‘Cause my flows are so cynical

Reach for my pinnacle

Money comes first, 'cause that shit is my principal

Haters be riding my dick, it’s so pitiful

Like I won’t swerve and then aim for your mandible

Man just went...

Boom in this track like a cannon ball

I’m nice in the face, yeah I keep it cool (Keep it cool)

But I’ll eat out your heart like a cannibal (Cannibal)

I’m gone

[Chorus: Janin]

Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways

To get up this money but suttin ain’t right

It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes

Can’t let my visions come out my sight

Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight

Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe

Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved

We’re going up, we’re taking flight

Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways to get up this money but suttin ain’t right

It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes

Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight

Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe

Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved

We’re going up, we’re taking flight