Why keep you hiding when the sun is dark
It's something fine until you know where you are
Kill dem first, cus me know dem intention
Murda now cause some tension
Bout uno bad, send your best hit man, hot pon who
You shoulda keep your last six grand
Walk over dem head, watch dead man in dead bag
Friend try get back, spin back and dead dat
Chip glock swift that kick back and hit that
Nineteen and my wrist locked
Dem only bad mentally
Cause right now me no care about nobody
I barefoot, me ah step flick duppy
And me alone, me no send for nobody, dawg
Killing ah we habit , tucking it neater than wallet
Sell the whip, buy gun, me walk with it
Dem a rookie, dem a talker, dem timid
If me no shoot, 3 star inna me pocket, me creep and stab him
Run in place, we don't play, we buy strap
Fi buss brain, dem buy strap with no aim
More while we don't stray, say dem real but dem fake
Walk down, pon dem ends and me gun inna me waist
Brawling murder, shot inna your face, yeah
Bro don't come over we side
Four five pick out your three points
And it, just pick out bout three points
Dark up your place, big four five
Dawg buss it inna face when they see me roll out
Everything ah get erased, badness with the draco
When dem see me, dem get low
Body float like boat when fisherman sail out
Glock dem chip when dem see me and bail out
Shot dem goal and it no stick for lick brains out
And it no stick for lick your brains out
Dem only bad mentally
Cause right now me no care about nobody
I barefoot, me ah step flick duppy
And me alone, me no send for nobody, dawg
Killing ah we habit , tucking it neater than wallet
Sell the whip, buy gun, me walk with it
Dem a rookie, dem a talker, dem timid
If me no shoot, 3 star inna me pocket, me creep and stab him
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Why keep you hiding when the sun is dark
It's something fine until you know where you are
Kill dem first, cus me know dem intention
Murda now cause some tension
Bout uno bad, send your best hit man, hot pon who
You shoulda keep your last six grand
Walk over dem head, watch dead man in dead bag
Friend try get back, spin back and dead dat
Chip glock swift that kick back and hit that
Nineteen and my wrist locked
Dem only bad mentally
Cause right now me no care about nobody
I barefoot, me ah step flick duppy
And me alone, me no send for nobody, dawg
Killing ah we habit , tucking it neater than wallet
Sell the whip, buy gun, me walk with it
Dem a rookie, dem a talker, dem timid
If me no shoot, 3 star inna me pocket, me creep and stab him
Run in place, we don't play, we buy strap
Fi buss brain, dem buy strap with no aim
More while we don't stray, say dem real but dem fake
Walk down, pon dem ends and me gun inna me waist
Brawling murder, shot inna your face, yeah
Bro don't come over we side
Four five pick out your three points
And it, just pick out bout three points
Dark up your place, big four five
Dawg buss it inna face when they see me roll out
Everything ah get erased, badness with the draco
When dem see me, dem get low
Body float like boat when fisherman sail out
Glock dem chip when dem see me and bail out
Shot dem goal and it no stick for lick brains out
And it no stick for lick your brains out
Dem only bad mentally
Cause right now me no care about nobody
I barefoot, me ah step flick duppy
And me alone, me no send for nobody, dawg
Killing ah we habit , tucking it neater than wallet
Sell the whip, buy gun, me walk with it
Dem a rookie, dem a talker, dem timid
If me no shoot, 3 star inna me pocket, me creep and stab him
It's something fine until you know where you are
Kill dem first, cus me know dem intention
Murda now cause some tension
Bout uno bad, send your best hit man, hot pon who
You shoulda keep your last six grand
Walk over dem head, watch dead man in dead bag
Friend try get back, spin back and dead dat
Chip glock swift that kick back and hit that
Nineteen and my wrist locked
Dem only bad mentally
Cause right now me no care about nobody
I barefoot, me ah step flick duppy
And me alone, me no send for nobody, dawg
Killing ah we habit , tucking it neater than wallet
Sell the whip, buy gun, me walk with it
Dem a rookie, dem a talker, dem timid
If me no shoot, 3 star inna me pocket, me creep and stab him
Run in place, we don't play, we buy strap
Fi buss brain, dem buy strap with no aim
More while we don't stray, say dem real but dem fake
Walk down, pon dem ends and me gun inna me waist
Brawling murder, shot inna your face, yeah
Bro don't come over we side
Four five pick out your three points
And it, just pick out bout three points
Dark up your place, big four five
Dawg buss it inna face when they see me roll out
Everything ah get erased, badness with the draco
When dem see me, dem get low
Body float like boat when fisherman sail out
Glock dem chip when dem see me and bail out
Shot dem goal and it no stick for lick brains out
And it no stick for lick your brains out
Dem only bad mentally
Cause right now me no care about nobody
I barefoot, me ah step flick duppy
And me alone, me no send for nobody, dawg
Killing ah we habit , tucking it neater than wallet
Sell the whip, buy gun, me walk with it
Dem a rookie, dem a talker, dem timid
If me no shoot, 3 star inna me pocket, me creep and stab him
Writer: Abdool Ishmael
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid