Fun With It

[Verse 1: J Boy] No going home, I'm live in the streets Your girl got boom by this brown-skin G Man do road like, "Money affi me" Invade homes, we the housin’ team Jigga got cartridges of that crow And we lick it out on their road J Boy's always been a bit cocky Man just take your bitch, she get low Blud, I got bars for days, now they pree me Bare eyes watchin' me like I’m TV Man shot food, man don't need no EP Gyal had said they virgin and they move sneaky All-black trackie and a beanie That's my style, I swear they see me Gyal just cattie, don't wan' leave me Dem man scatty, man so cheesy [Verse 2: Ard Ardz] (Sku-du-du-du-du-du) All of my dogs are grown, none of them rep two digits (None of that, none of that) Let a man try diss Sho, I'll be there, I'm there in two minutes (Two minutes) Lick a man down on my own, I let a man know who did it (Who did it, me) I'm greezy all on my own, man know Adz move wicked (Wicked, wicked) I put a new mash on the block, now the old mash looks jealous (Jealous) Just got chased by the cops, now I gotta go eat jollof (Jollof, jollof rice) My lot send off the shots, you eat corn like Kelloggs (Eat it, eat it) My lot lion in the field, you lot look like hedgehogs (All of that, all of that) [Verse 3: J Boy] Juice in my cup got me fucked like there ain’t no twenty-four hours in my day Out to get paid Bro just phone for a eight, so I gotta step out for a chain Ounce in a day I was moving ounces and ounces, until I got locked by the Jakes I’m like fuck all the fakes, 'cause don’t try to switch for a bitch I'm like, "Shit, man, what a mistake" [Verse 4: Ard Ardz] (All of that, all of that) Boom, payday come You spend it in a night and now payday done Man wanna say my name on a tune Man a catch man, man get Beyblade spun What? Why you sayin' name in songs? What? Man'll put blade in lungs What? Where are you gettin’ all this energy from Blud, you ain't even ate in months [Verse 5: J Boy] No face, no case, best run Man do rollie to see red rum A man do shows, pitch them hoes They get home then the place get tun' Sip that liquor Gyal get boned, then she skate like figure Heart gone cold, lost bro, that was hurtful But I still got ads like commercial [Verse 6: Ard Ardz] J, pass me the zoot Play pound up, I'm lardy or two Fuck dem man, they got ten man But they'll get licked down by the army of two When man bang, my dogs on it (On it) Dem man bad? Far from it (Far) If I catch man, run man over Reverse car and park on him (Sku-du-du-du-du-du) [Verse 7: J Boy] Please don't make me start on them Headbutt too, keep my style foreign She put her two lips on my column Like gyal love gang, yeah, they beatin' on 'em I been doin' road Smoke through the sum' now I'm feeling like Sho Next trip Dam like Jigga come home Ting bark like dog, so we fill it with bone [Verse 8: Ard Ardz] Dem man are on QuickQuid, tyrna go get them a lend (Idiots) Me? I'm tryna get rich quick, then I'm gon' share with my friends (With all of them) Dem man dial bitches to come and fuck, but When them bitches come, they cut, 'cause they're all sharin' a Benz None of my dogs do juj', all of my dog dem lucky [Verse 9: Ard Ardz & J Boy] Tell 'em J, don't just jugg, I run a man down like Chuckie Tell a man don't diss Adz, I run a man down with a cuttie (Dip, dip, dip) Bitch in the car and she nuts, she get low and give a man ucky My dog step in the place, see the whole place get tun' up (Tun' up, tun' up) Mind I don't step with a gauge, you know say gang gon' run up, blaow My dog rolls with the trey, man, your whole team get bun' up (Bun' up, Bun' up) Like, mind you get burst with a trey, cocoon got heat, like sun up You feel me? Ayy [Outro: Ard Ardz] On some Brixton boy shit, you feel me on this? Don't be attin' mans sayin', "Man do grime, " you feel me? Man grew up on grime, I had to touch up a one beat Ah? Ayy You feel me? Boom!