[Intro]

Listen up, listen up, listen up

If you ain't a bad b, if you ain't a fly n*gga

If you ain't know how to stack a figure, then turn this sh*t off bro

This sh*t is not for you, y'know what im saying

This music right here?

This that- this that, run up into your local corner shop stain £1000 out the f*cking till music, y'know what im saying?

This that- this that, run a red light music, y'know what im saying?

That that- this that, start a fight music, y'know what im saying?

More Bands on the f*cking Way, yeah?

2020 f*cking 4, y'know what im saying?

Cobalt this that RIGHTHaND sh*t, yeah?

Run that sh*t man

[Chorus]

I make bad gyal blush, baby girl dont rush

We pull up to the club, no fuss

The bouncers can't put hands on us

You don't even wanna know what I got in the truck (Hold on)

Hennesy closer to me than my right hand, right hand sippin' on tuss

Bad gyal told me she need me, I like that even though it sound like lust

[Verse 1]

Spud my man it dont mean that I like man, I still find him sus

15 old with the toy on us, never know bout ToysRUs

She ain't know this Osbatt, this ain't Avirex

Big boy Bentley, BBW

5 Percent tint, barely see me coming through

Tings undress man, then they gon neck man

The ting that you're texting, won't text back

No security, I still advise you get back

This shit getting serious, my notes come red like a tampon period

White girl on the pot, no Purrr or Period

Nitties going delirious

Bad gyal affi open that shit like a moshpit

[Chorus]

I make bad gyal blush, baby girl dont rush

We pull up to the club, no fuss

The bouncers can't put hands on us

You don't even wanna know what I got in the truck (Hold on)

Hennesy closer to me than my right hand, right hand sippin' on tuss

Bad gyal told me she need me, I like that even though it sound like lust

[Verse 2]

I just made a play in Bangkok, wouldn't know that I used to sell crack rock

I was number one, getting them packs gone

Basically Neymar, playing for Santos

Baby girl horned out, gave me a handjob

Spanish girl free, I'll fuck when her dad's gone

Sick bitch, stay in her throat, Gaviscon

Got me the big bank roll, I'm on a roll

I got that pack on me at the MOBO's

I hope they ain't taking no photos

Like who am i kidding?, they're taking their photos

Julio hes so grown

I stay with LB, that's Eddz and Chef

I'm a southwest star and a crack rock chef

AP, none of the girl are dead, gyal on me—

[Chorus]

I make bad gyal blush, baby girl dont rush

We pull up to the club, no fuss

The bouncers can't put hands on us

You don't even wanna know what I got in the truck (Hold on)

Hennesy closer to me than my right hand, right hand sippin' on tuss

Bad gyal told me she need me, I like that even though it sound like lust