Me style bust full like rat-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
My style dem not ready for
Lyrics I bite like vampire
I told dem niggas I was bowlin' true Now that I'm here,
fussy,
what you gonna do?
You a idiot,
so keep quiet Who a the bat bumb or clat?
Inna dis ya know a mediot Rush the scene just like a riot
Yagga yo,
in this music game I'm gonna stay not run away,
run away,
run away
What not me mouth?
Dem hear de yard twang Dem feel seh me only can sing a reggae song
But you wrong,
I mix up everything A style and pattern
And dem not make one Some people dem don't
understand Dem confused like a quiz game question,
I told ya
I got dem,
lyrics got dem Style got dem in confusion I warned ya,
I told ya This is not an illusion
I got dem,
style got dem Lyrics got dem in confusion I warned ya,
I told ya
You know what?
Sure!
But you know I gotta switch up the flow Keep
my style fresh just to make dem mad though
Yagga yo,
woah,
I hope that you know Just like a tree,
yo,
my style's gotta grow
Some boy on a big front dem start grovel Cause I know
my bank account's gonna have more comments than a novel
Some boy wobble,
ha,
cause my style is a stunner like a model
Yagga yo,
any track that I write I'm gonna rip it up I don't spit,
y'all,
I just sick it up
Some engineers dem want me on the track And
my lyrical flow just crash the Apple Mac,
y'all
My lyrics dem a bite,
so my lyrics need a muzzle Pan feels a n***a like a jigsaw puzzle
Some people just don't understand My style got dem in a confusion,
I told ya
I got dem,
lyrics got dem Style got dem in confusion
I warned ya, I told ya This is not an illusion
I got dem,
style got dem Lyrics got dem in confusion I warned ya,
I told ya
Yeah, as we flip the flow
I bet you never heard flows like these Gritty,
hard lyrics with no harmonies
Style a branch off like trees,
oh please Dem can't manage this,
can't control this
Watch and learn,
y'all,
how I unfold this When I rip this,
n****s get shook Maybe I should write a book,
look,
I told ya
I got dem,
lyrics got dem Style got dem in confusion I warned ya,
I told ya This is not an illusion
I got dem,
lyrics got dem Style got dem in confusion I warned ya,
I told ya This is not an illusion
I got dem,
lyrics got dem Style got dem in confusion I warned ya,
I told ya This is not an illusion
I got dem,
lyrics got dem Style got dem in confusion
I warned ya, I told ya This is not an illusion
Baby,
uh,
goes like this
When I was young,
uh You didn't wanna pay me no mind Now you
see me on the TV
You callin' my phone all the time
But move your bumba cloth, bumba
Move your bumba cloth, bumba
Move your bumba cloth,
bumba Away from me,
hoo-hoo
Move your bumba cloth, bumba
Move your bumba cloth, bumba
Move your bumba cloth,
bumba Away from me,
hee-hee-hee