Primetime ft. Leadpipe Lyrics

Eyes on you

Check how she smile an she vise i cute

She smell di scent an she get weak knees

Suh she love off di versace dylan blue

And I cannot fluke

Anyting i do dawg dem cant undo

Doan even think to run up pun me

Try an know wa you bout boy cause i gin shoot

Shooot up di place

Matic inna hand not inna nuh waist

32 out di clip race in ya face

Like ah pound ah XO i seal up ya fate

Want..my money long

Till it gaw tek ah life time ta count

Who int want dat must find the ground

When you see di alfahz doan fuck around

All me killa dem ah savage

Primetime my..17 issa bad bitch

Nuh look in me face

Me keep on inna di head then me vanish

Die die die

Di chopstick do di damageee

Broad day ya nuh see we brave

Boy vex thru dem gal love we

Anyweh me deh ya know di gal must deh

Me tell di gal nuh watch nuh face leave di man upset

Me try me 40 an god alone me nah trust friend

Suh me cant trust dem

All me clip extend

Fire 20 before me fling di next 10

Put chip in every glock so we can finesse dem

Them pull ah evil act an watch it deh pun cnn (Ya dead)

Name ringing lile pay phone

Same tone 357 stay chrome break bone

Best believe me mek di draco sing like j cole

When me bleach is not ah cake soap….ah bay holeee

One in di head an dem already know

Nuhbody can't tell me lef it out

Two in dem head an now dem jelly out

Dem need fi knowww

All me killa dem ah savage

Primetime my 17 issa bad bitch

Nuh look in me face

Me keep on inna di head then me vanish

Die die die

Di chopstick do di damage

Broad day ya nuh see we brave

Lead pipe Watch stylee

Bomb drop like nuclear this int nuh TNT

If you int plant in fi struggle then u cannot reap

Well guard perry man aye do not creep

4-5 well steady An it full of teeth

Ta lef ya rotten an forgotten when ya 6 foot deep

Put right infront dem eyes dem still cannot see

Int nain pun di other side ta fuck rong we yoooo

Dark an calm wid it

Cant tell me bout nuh doan guh pass limit

My thugs dem int ones ta talk wid it

Gun int license but it buss ya head legit

Swing wid di matic an point we doan fidget

Open dem head like di 2 legs pun bridget

Can't tek this tall man fa no midget

60 dem only talking one minute

All me killa dem ah savage

Primetime my 17 issa bad bitch

Nuh look in me face

Me keep on inna di head then me vanish

Die die die

Di chopstick do di damage

Broad day ya nuh see we brave