O-o-okay alright, gimme the mic Smoke any loud mc, gimme the light Same cap on everyday, living a lie Them vibes there nah mi nuh like I don’t care if you’ve got a million likes My flows ill they’re not feeling alright I won’t chill the bars vanilla ice And they come hard like up hill on a bike It’s me that you’re peddling from Too ill brudda, I don’t need no medicine don ‘Cause my flow is a weapon, I got arsenal You’ll see red too like a bellerin top Been married to mic where ya wedding ring gone The gas died out so you better ring up Not me though everything good If I come to your dance rudeboy everything burn like brrrr, du-du-du-du Mi bruck down the dance like du-du-du-du Mi hopped out the car with boo-boo-boo-boo Them gyal do witchcraft voodoo juju Move from me with ya bad energies I’m the Queen of flows yeah mad melody’s Say a prayer for the paigons And enemies When I look in the scene all I see is me Calm they no ’bout this boss He didn’t wanna see me win his loss Without a trace you’ll get got Take your wig into space lift off Throw shots it’s basketball Mi tun judge now send gyal back to court I really do this practical I need space like an Astronaut Say NASA