[Intro: Kwengface]
(Shegy mixed it)
Look
[Verse 1: Kwengface]
I like light skin tings all curly but I like brown skin tings with a slit back (Ayy, come 'ere)
I prefer me the rambo but I done mashed me a work with a flick shank (Di-di-dip)
Broski saw him a opp, slammed on the brakes then he gave all the mandem whiplash (Baap)
Fish that, fishin' without no rod (Di-di-dip), soz, wavin' my sword like Sinbad
Ayy, Trizz, come be my wingman
Watch broski come and assist with tings and when a man rise and rinse that
Good with my shank but I'm better with a spin, akh (Glaah, baap)
Play with toys even though I'm a big man (True)
Pulled up to the party, come and got clarty, not for no chin wag, rise up the ting and ring that (Oi)
In jail I was a wing cleaner but I ain't new to usin' a mop (Woo, woo, woo)
**** ching tryna wеt man's top or I'm in-, tryna turn man off (Oi, oi)
Baby Eight in my Moncler bag, this beef is fryin', leavin' it cocked (Oi)
Donе it on ends and I done it upsuh (Oi), can't lie, cattin' to leave man rubbed (Oi, oi)
Subs', Dwellers, Day-Dates, I love my watches and bitches all plain jane
I told my bro-bro "Stay safe," they wanna ride 'cause the opps love pain play (True)
I just linked me for a trim (Woo) and now I'm with a bad one cuttin' through 'Hagen (Ayy, ayy, come 'ere)
This ain't for harbour, aim for your armour, aim for your boat, may-day (Baap)
[Refrain: Kwengface]
Ayy, let that one breathe for a bit, man (Oof)
Man cool off and that for a bit
Look, look
[Verse 2: Kwengface]
I'm in the top floor Shar that's Yutong, remember them days I was stackin' up Groupon (True)
Young boy on a Sur-Ron, step 'round there and he's gettin' his groove on (Graah)
G19 will ruin your neurons (Graah, baap), done it out a Qashqai, done it out a Tuscon (True)
If I step 'round there for the take two L's, I ain't talkin' 'bout **** (No)
Racks on your head like a Naija party (Huh)
Wrap up your head like gele (Woo), had man lookin' like one of them aunties, bells dem done him up naughty (Oi, oi, oi, oi)
Fuckin' on shorty, she wet (Woo), feel like I been trapped in a tsunami (Ayy, ayy, come 'ere)
Pullin' up with gassed up lighties but I ain't talkin' up Harley (Ayy, no, no)
Step out, man slide and crash (Crash that)
Feds couldn't find it on road so now they on wing tryna find this mash (Brr, brr)
Rip man's flesh with my rambo, dig it in deep, I ain't doin' no slash (Splash, splash, splash)
GBelato on roads but when I'm on the wing, man's blowin' this hash (I'm high)
But when I'm on the wing, man's blowin' this- (I'm high, I'm high)
