Shoppin' spree for fun, she dig Saint Laurent (uh) Alexander, Laurent (yah), private flight to Milan ('Lan) Ice VV's (ice, ice), ice VS1's (VS) Off-White Vlone 1's, foreigns parked on my lawn Them 40's come we jump, I like my bitches blonde Wockhardt

Mi fi a fuck yuh, mi fi a dweet If yuh never get catch him cyah seh yuh cheat Every message weh mi send, kindly delete it Look outside tell mi if yuh see the Jeep A mi friend mi send come pick you up Take your time when yuh a walk out Mi nuh really waan

Buzzin', radars is buzzin' Yah, yah, yah, yah Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah New shit, new Kung Fu Kenny I got so many theories and suspicions I'm diagnosed with real nigga conditions Today is the day I follow my intuition Keep the family close, get money,

We can go high, high If it's so, let me know Let me know You're so high Let me know how high We can soar how high Let you know how high If you hit my phone, yah, yah But don't hit my phone, yah, yah

Look at me, fuck on me Yah, ayy, yah Ayy, ayy, ayy I'm like "Bitch, who is your mans?" ayy Can't keep my dick in my pants, ayy My bitch don't love me no mo', ayy

B- boys makin' with the freak freak Putting song together ain't no puzzle like yahtzee Sending this out to k-rob and rahmalzee Let me introduce myself on this cut I'm Adrock, I'm lit like a motherfuck Well, I'm brewing up rhymes like I was using a still

La la la la la Baby I'm a dog (I'm a dog), beware (beware) I'll do whatever, however I want (I want) So yippie yah (yippie yah)oh yeah (oh yeah) Now put your hands in the air and whip your hair and go Boom shakalaka when I drop all of my apples, say

Wine fi the money now You dun rich, you dun rich, gal Me nah leave you lonely Keep you by my side Nah make you walk in the sun baby Big fat Benz yah drive Gal ah Calabar beach Nigeria Jamaica Sandals The life weh me make you live

I wanna be like Kanye I'll be the king of me, me, me Like Kanye, Kanye, yeah yah, yeah yah I have never wished and hoped Didn't need a telescope To see where I am going I have never been the one Trying hard to hold my tongue Is my stereo on

I ain't livin' right (uh) I ain't livin' right (yeah) I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (yeah) And they put away my problems I don't sell drugs, I cop em' I be living life all wrong I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh) I need therapy, I'm going