ITEM

she don't give me no stress cos she just a item, gyally with the fatty everybody like em

Public pussy nobody fi wife em, if that's your gyal

You gone kiss on the place that ieee ieee i, i cum

Face like Nicki not the nicki i want

Couldn't even put the pussy on my sideburn, if the pussy beat more than my

Anywhere there's money she deh, she can smell money by the clothes that we wear ay um

All the baddies love the thugs in my set, black gang looking like a art silhouette

How you don't suck dick but you smoke cigarette

With your face looking like you took a dose of regret

She call a brother broke yeah I'm broke to a sket

Baby i ain't gonna trip over a night I'll forget