Duppy Tournament*

(Just previewed, full track not released)

[Verse]

I see your soul, I'm takin’ it

Your forehead, I'm baking it

Your whole block, I'm shaking it

That whole strip, I’m taping it

I heard you there just talking shit

I talk shit, but I'm walking it

Anywhere I go, I walk with it

Man have a duppy tournament

New bonsam, I ordered it

The old bonsam, I'm bored of it

Man step out start cornin' shit

He won't have no time to flinch

He won't have no time to blink

Them man there don't wanna' link

BCM, I got it in ink

Blood on my hands, I’ll wash in the sink

I like that gyal ’cause she's on kink

Why she look so pretty in pink?

Her usna is pretty and pink

I don’t talk I'll give her a wink

Don't want a good girl I want a witch

The juju lady made me rich

Don't want a good girl I want a bitch

Give one to Creeper, give one to Pitch

To give me tongue, gimme lip

I’ll give you some I'll give you the tip