Yeah we on the quay
We going crazy on the beat
Your girl is crying on my sheets
We acting loco down the streets, ayy
First night here already drinking
Falling out the BRT we might as well be trainspotting
Never need a spot I'm always game when I'm training
Struggling, we keep it ten toes till we winning, yuh
Only nineteen already going indie yuh
I take over the world this my dunia
Enemies suffering fatalities yuh
I'm cooking up this beat feeling toasty yuh
Baby hot
Molotov
Burn it up
Look at me
Life of the
Goddamn party
I just got here, and your man know me
They got jealousy, I got enemies
I been hella stressed
No therapist
So now I'm drinking way too much
And I'm hella pissed
Although I cannot see straight
I still take the risk
Like Post Malone, go flex
All I need is wrist
Back again I failed on the first attempt but I'm persistent
Just got here, I faced my fears and I been to the lion's den
Stay vigilant, fake people around we'll see who be lying then
Alpha cat with its jaws on me consume it like Mikey Chen
Feeling pink insanity, I be Filthy in Japan
Jealousy and salinity I think they have too much yen
Millionaire in the making why I never make cents
Live in the heat, I freshen the beat, might switch to Mandarin
Yeah, ayy, South Quay stylin
When we turning up, yeah we wylin
Your man is broken up, yeah he crying
Told him that you love him, why you lying
Every competition I be entering and winning like it's nothing even challenging
We breezing through and turning up
Let me get the Birkin then we get into the flexing so they hating on me
Staring, looking all I do is say wassup
Party rocking if I'm willing, bass slapping
Ain't a villain I be masterminding looking like a trophy like Jada
They been passive thinking it's aggressive not engaging
Though they know I'm the king taking over, this is my era