I can never walk past pagan

Baby, I don't live like that

I heard that your sex is amazing

Pretty one, throw it back

We know the truth

Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes

All of these bands, I can't spend it on you

Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude

They Forrest Gump, aye

But you already know that

Right off skiddin' 'round the ends, what a throwback

Skengs on peds, like bro-bro, smoke that

You're talking 'bout drillings that you've never done

A boy should've drop, but the Beretta jam

We was cool back then

Now if we see dem, then we wetting man

Chatty on the net, it's so dumb

See us in the flesh, they don't want none

Squarin' every week on the opps, it was so fun

I ain't got the time, I'm gettin' money, but you know that

I'm beefin' with some cowards I don't know at

Covering their face in their vids, then they love chat

See the man is pressure, they can't hack

Need more blickies, back then, it was brought back

I can never walk past pagan

Baby, I don't live like that

I heard that your sex is amazing

Pretty one, throw it back

We know the truth

Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes

All of these bands, I can't spend it on you

Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude

We know the truth, baby I'm loose

HS, Gaza

Should've wore a vest, leavin' stitches, not plaster

GG ching it, and he give it to me after

Designer belts, and my pants still saggin'

Splash, I'm braggin', broad-day bangin'

Arsene Wenger, they can't manage

Brother, what happened? I thought you was baddest

How many times have they jetted for me?

Baby, I could have you, but could you get for me?

Baby, I could have you, but could you get for me?

'Cause I got plenty gally lined, but that's another story

Don't talk about the opps, dem boys stress

Who gets the most opps? Let's have a bet

Back then, it was the Lex that gettin' vexed

So I caramel a ten, got her pissin' off my ex

I can never walk past pagan

Baby, I don't live like that

I heard that your sex is amazing

Pretty one, throw it back

We know the truth

Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes

All of these bands, I can't spend it on you

Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude

I can never walk past pagan

Baby, I don't live like that

I heard that your sex is amazing

Pretty one, throw it back

We know the truth

Go check the score, man, we pressure these yutes

All of these bands, I can't spend it on you

Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I'm rude