Follow me instead There's miles of land in front of us, And we're dying with every step we take, We're dying with every breath we make, And all fall in line A stranger's back is all I see, He's only a few feet in front of me, And all look left and right

You ain’t ready to ride with me Please step to the side Ride, ride, ride I got real ones waiting to ride for me Waiting to ride for me So you don't, get to the front of the line I got real ones waiting from time for me You ain’t ready to fight with me A

Start buss a whine Buss a whine Step to the front a the line Major lazer, lazer Back up back up, dumpa truck Mek yuh rude suh, whine that up Every gyal a whine dung low When them bruk out suh I don't know When foot start cock up and bumpa a back up