Lyrics : Keyano Rose/Jacob Daniel Jones/Taras Slusarenko
Music : Jacob Daniel Jones/Taras Slusarenko
Ayy, yo
Yo, ooh, fix your face, you don't know nothin' 'bout struggle (Damn)
I love briche, I love bread, yo, I got a double (I)
Said that I'm calm, know that I'm cool, look at the Burberry buckle (Bad)
Say I'm a clown, bitch, ow, bad ones I gotta juggle (Bad)
Sexy face, sexy waist, man could do with a cuddle
Mm, mm, mm, man could do with a couple bands (Briche, cash)
Ayy, yo, ayy, bank, shoebox, now it's straight in the bank
Step with the members, look at the camp
Your mum broke, your dad broke, you broke, ayy, go get your money up (Dumb)
I been outside, I was young with fumes in my lungs, just billin' my ammy up (Mm)
Sitting in first class, back then it was a struggle to pattern a carry-on
Ba-back then four on my phone for a pack of the loud, that green like [0:54][?]
I saw a man hatin' on man, now I just went up 'bout love now, I beg a man movе
I'm known I'll get with the programme, stеp outside, us man don't wait in no queue
Slim with the prettiest face, but her friend got the biggest of backs, now how can I choose?
Her last man lies on lies, on lies, I kept it real, she told me I'm rude
What you won't do, a next man will, what you won't do, I'll probably do (I will)
Keep it calm, ayy, yo, keep it calm, don't move too soon
Fif-fifty fifty out of the ten out of ten, don't make no sense, it's rude
Heard that I hit, yeah, it's probably true
Hear that I'm up, now it's gotta be true
Yo, ooh, fix your face, you don't know nothin' 'bout struggle (Damn)
I love briche, I love bread, yo, I got a double (I)
Said that I'm calm, know that I'm cool, look at the Burberry buckle (Bad)
Say I'm a clown, bitch, ow, bad ones I gotta juggle (Bad)
Sexy face, sexy waist, man could do with a cuddle
Mm, mm, mm, man could do with a couple bands (Briche, cash)
Ayy, yo, ayy, bank, shoebox, now it's straight in the bank
Step with the members, look at the camp (You know)
That one's leng, where are they at? Yo, where are they at? Huh
I'm in a huh, stars in the roof, yo, foot on the gas (Gone)
Bein' myself, you sound like me, why's man doing up jazz? (Why?)
You lost me bro, ain't 'bout dough, ayy, yo, ayy (Dough)
Yo, ayy, yo (Dough), yo, ooh, ooh (Huh)
Try act brand new (Bitch), you been ran through (Bitch)
I seen him chat on the 'net, seen a man in real life and he ain't what he said (Nah)
I would've brought all them man to the top, but they changed, so they gotta get left
Yo, ooh, fix your face, you don't know nothin' 'bout struggle (Damn)
I love briche, I love bread, yo, I got a double (I)
Said that I'm calm, know that I'm cool, look at the Burberry buckle (Bad)
Say I'm a clown, bitch, ow, bad ones I gotta juggle (Bad)
Sexy face, sexy waist, man could do with a cuddle
Mm, mm, mm, man could do with a couple bands (Briche, cash)
Ayy, yo, ayy, bank, shoebox, now it's straight in the bank
Step with the members, look at the camp