[Verse 1: MD]

Gyal get locked on the regular

Look man get dough on the regular

Look man get booked on the cellular

Then I mash up the show on a regular

Man that's regular

Thump up Mike

My boy Bubsy, I thump up guys

In the club man pump up hype

To the point where I might disconnect the mic

I shell man

They know the program

Gyal wan bump and grind to the slow jam

They be like Jesse you know you go ham

I be like don't tell me what I know fam

But I know this, fuck all the showbiz

There their gyal commin round like Gomez

They tryna skrr ting man on the toe ting tryna get that that

Tryna get that that

[Verse 2: Big T]

No days off, no days off

I'm the one that said no days off

Back then she don't wanna give me top

Now she's round here givin me top

A breader is tryna get with my brethrens

She told a friend now her friend wanna test it

She can't chill round here and do Netflix

Cuz manaman is more into pressin

Bad b talkin bout shard, rah, man ah get her wings and chips

Thot down, gettin 5 to my crib

You know me, Imma make her strip

Won't stop makin Ps off the 4 letters

2016, more bands, more triggers, more triggers

More bands, more triggers

Yo

[Verse 3: SK]

SK, man bound for the reload

With the bars man down for the reload

In the clubs they ask for the reload

Reload, take a man's gyal then I reload

Weng weng, lookin weng shes a weng one

Don't need no gyal, but I get some

Man ah just skate in then I skate out, that's boom, bye bye on the next one

They know us, we might know them

They phone us, but we don't phone them

Big back, I might draw for the lotion

Push it in, push it out, then I'm ghostin

Just wanna make Ps with my friends

Tryna see MD in a Benz

Wanna flip that P like a spatula

Then skrr right back to the ends

[Verse 4: Fingerz]

Yo yo yo yo...yo, you can't chat to me doggie

You come to the party and stunt in the money

Stepped out in the late, it's a raw cheese

Your girls all neeky prefer shes corny

[?] she was on me

Yea she screamed for the D so she asked me

Got her legs all twisted like a car key

Lock it down like a kid in the car seat

There man talk about beef on the roads

But ain't got no beef on the roads

Man ain't got no beef on the roads, so I straight up bless this beat for the roads

It's cold, cause I'm brave, I'm bold

Might phone your girl to come take mine home

No one can pass when man's in that zone

Want strongest man like I'm breakin stones

[Verse 5: Fridge]

Wha you know about me?, wha you know about I?, wha you know about me and my brethrens?

Tryna make P with the gem ting

Catty go low attention

Man ah give her more than attention

Big belly, man I'm on flexin

Big batty ting I'm on textin

But a friend of her friend with my ex ting

But I don't give a dash, man ah press that

Give her double tap, then I jet back

Wyla my bros, better get that

Bare amnes' in my back strap

If the money is over there man ah grab that

Just like your gyal's breast man ah grab that