[Sayknowledge: bridge]
Dem gala say she wan' chill
She nagwan' chill
Take her down hill and show her a drug deal
She tell me how it feels … I know
Cause a california is all me a know
It's a badman ting'
Naffa' likkle' boy ere'
Me tell her jah bless so me nagwan fear
Been doin' this for years, dino
Pom pom come here, gyno dem a say
[Sayknowledge: Hook]
Pass the gala" pon de left hand
Me see a, zombie him a deadman
And I tell em' bless up bless up
If him led jam
Dem' a youf' sendin' more shots more shot
X2
[Sayknowledge: verse 1]
I'm, bill, gluckman, down with the bitches and ho's
Who a cross that road like a chicken suppose
But i'll be the ditching the whore to keep it lit with a sword
And drive slow my nigga when you sip it it shows
My negros know the reason we ain't been to the pros
Niggas stole our shit, couple ninjas arose
To make decisions well chose like a pimp and his clothes
Phonecalls unknown like agendas of crows
So naw we ain't eatin top a ramen bruv I'm
Switching up my clothes, oh I'm thinking like juwanna bruv
Dropping off Veronica for sniffing that cubana blood
The gun is at the bottom of the ocean if you want it fuzz
Drivin high nigga pulled up like amistad how you talk shit?
Bra I thought you was a janita' frisco city
Bet that all them them niggas I be wit wit is gritty
Fifth of heem quest quest quest or you get the pitty
[Sayknowledge: Hook]
Passed the gala" pon de left hand
Me see a, zombie him a deadman
And I tell em' bless up bless up
If him led jam
Dem' a youf' sendin' more shots more shot
X2
[Sayknowledge: verse 2]
And she said, will call me tomorrow? ugh, no
Ho, show me some weed that you didn't smoke
Felisha tryna borrow, indo. she wit the boys
Like carl, winslow
The opportunist in her "Frère Jacques tunic
From muni to munich dudes knew she do dick
She went to ruth's chris and got filet mignone
Pretty clone taking money like electric homes
The phones and hot combs the known but not grown
She got stoned never alone she fake moans
And told him her breaks gone he, put the cape on
Then he do it for the bay, like a fuckin drake song
So I call out (finish him) olive got the spinach rich
Im searchin' for a girl who got them unemployment benefits
A smooth operator who keep a grip within her tits
The one you went to dinner wit' is funny like a limerick
[Sayknowledge: bridge]
Let me tell you bout the world
The the world, the the world
The the world, the the world
The the world, the the world, the the world
Do you know bout the world
The the world, the the world
The the world, the the world
The the world, the the world, the the world
Yall niggas got heart, im john q up in dis'
Yall niggas got no smarts, im shamu up in dis
She's sayin' take me away but she's living in fear now
Half native american sheddin' a tear now
All I see is zombies at my doorstop
Two shots till the war stops, my nigga