[Chorus: J Hus]
They say I love gyal too much
Gyally wanna crouch and cutch
I can only vouch for my team
But I can't vouch for you lad
Heard them man mouthin' it up
Heard them man yappin', yappin'
See man and start attackin', 'tackin'
When they ask man, I don't know nothin', nothin'
Skinny man, but she know I'm packin', packin'
[Verse 1: Krept]
Gyal-gyal-gyal, gyal want gifts, sorry not bank
One question, are you gonna off pant?
Man's hot topic Adam, Ishmael, Ibrahim
Sorry I'm just countin' the profit
Big long coat when I enter, wait
I think I'm the black Arsène Wenger
Aim at your centre, tell me where your friends are
The ting went rrrah bet them man can't rrremember
Got a couple marlis that don't do raggar
Got no sabr, big fucking hammer
And they always ask me the same damn question
"Should I stab with dagger or shoot, make splatter?"
Somethin' dangerous in the night bag
I came with the crazy looking white lad
He looks kinda Irish, straps for a fivish
And he's on joints Arthritis, ay
Krept, who's donny? Who's my man lookin' dodgy?
Man, don't worry, just call him younger with shotty
If man's lookin' oppy, something's gettin' droppy
You got me? Cool
Always chattin' other people's business, stop it
Fam, only bitch boys gossip
Scheme on a nigga, I know you wanna plot it
Santan told you that man won't stop it
[Chorus: J Hus]
They say I love gyal too much
Gyally wanna crouch and cutch
I can only vouch for my team
But I can't vouch for you lad
Heard them man mouthin' it up
Heard them man yappin', yappin'
See man and start attackin', 'tackin'
When they ask man, I don't know nothin', nothin'
Skinny man, but she know I'm packin', packin'
[Verse 2: Dave]
Look, ST or Santan
Came with a madman, girls wanna grab man
She wanna know if I'm gettin' in cash, and
I just tell her man's got waves, I'm a cab man
We're the wrong ones to start on
My broski got a star and Stardawg
You can't disrespect one of our dawgs
Nah, boss, we don't have that like the yard show
Look, I don't give a fuck if a nigga don't rate my grind
Big torch on my brother 'cause these niggas wanna take my shine
I need a holiday, them man there got a lot to say
I need a holiday, them man there've got a lot to say
[Chorus: J Hus]
They say I love gyal too much
Gyally wanna crouch and cutch
I can only vouch for my team
But I can't vouch for you lad
Heard them man mouthin' it up
Heard them man yappin', yappin'
See man and start attackin', 'tackin'
When they ask man, I don't know nothin', nothin'
Skinny man, but she know I'm packin', packin'
[Verse 3: Konan]
Dubai shoppin' in my trunks
If you ever knew what my shop was bringin' in a month
Got spinach in a blunt
When we ride shotgun, we ain't sittin' in the front
When we catch you, we ain't tweetin' it happened
Pretty girls wanna beat, wanna pattern
This ain't a G Wagon, but there's Gs in the wagon
Get left critical, all you'll see is the cannon
No tits, but she's all bum
Tell a dry-throat gyal she can pour some
If you can't buy three, can't 'ford one
Brand new watch, I'm on my forth one
You're not greazy, you're not involved
They heard I'm with Dave, now they wanna know
They keep tellin' me that I'm a roll-model
But I'm here, tell the models roll
[Chorus: J Hus]
They say I love gyal too much
Gyally wanna crouch and cutch
I can only vouch for my team
But I can't vouch for you lad
Heard them man mouthin' it up
Heard them man yappin', yappin'
See man and start attackin', 'tackin'
When they ask man, I don't know nothin', nothin'
Skinny man, but she know I'm packin', packin'
They say I love gyal too much
Gyally wanna crouch and cutch
I can only vouch for my team
But I can't vouch for you lad
Heard them man mouthin' it up
Heard them man yappin', yappin'
See man and start attackin', 'tackin'
When they ask man, I don't know nothin', nothin'
Skinny man, but she know I'm packin', packin'
