Chambro, what you wanna say to Joe Byron? Seventeen, what you really wanna say to Joe Byron? TMI Tenet, ayy, free the badda let the dog dem come in Me start jump, I'll start crawl in Airport step, man very clean Me me old set, man very mean I saw we dog dem, I step dem new on in Money if I met dem, sure I ain't deaf Anywhere me step, moon get a step dog Dem a step, man, nothing else can a step dog Anywhere me go, me nah block farina Dog dem fresh, me nah block farina Me me old set, me nah block farina Nothing care for us, me nah block farina Mood can't sleep, me nah block farina Feast on a tile, dip in a block farina You know the other part, me nah fi explain it What you watch when Christmas come? Fuck your skulls! Bang bang, Conro feel like a song sing Rose said he can't trust these girls no more Cause she just want see the long ting Shoulder feel a fling, long ding Feel feel a drunk ping, pong pong ping Me and a brown man did sweet But me live in a street, cause him say the wrong ting Daddy no shoes, me nah block farina Pure Indian brand on me, me skin me nah block farina Stand up in a rich man shop, dem say run we check We nah block, fuck it Hey girl, what you want and you buying? Take time in, don't stop whining Black belly up, when up up slide in No face, no case, now stop the grinding Big material, don't start whining Man royal, bigger than Byron Money affi make, don't stop grinding And the dog dem fresh, don't bother my ting So we dog, dem a step, dem rolling Money affi make, dem trolling Any where me step, me won't tell a step Dog dem a step, man nothing else tell a step Any where me go, me nah block farina Dog dem fresh, me nah block farina Mummy yourself, me nah block farina Daddy care for us, me nah block farina Cold more than sweet, me nah block farina Feast on a tight dip, me nah block farina You know the other part, me nah fi explain it What you want from crystal? Fuck your skull! Bang bing, come run fi a little song sing Rose said he can't trust these girls no more Cause she just want see the long ting Show that fi a fling, long ding Fi play a drunk ping, pong pong ping Me and a brown man did sweet But me left him in a street, cause him said the wrong ting Like the new shoes, me nah block from it now Pure Indian brand on me, me skin me nah block farina Stand up in a rich man shop, dem say run rich Me nah block from it now Hey girl, what you want? Tell Joe Byron Take time in, don't stop whining Black belly up, we nah upslide in No face, no case, nah stop the grinding