Tell you something, heard for your things I say fill out the gun ting
If you faster than a safa you can try the run ting
I just a, gwaan do some tune fi keep the massive jumping
Cause man a hunt and seek and find Paper money we a look not coins
That means set dollars and left the dime One day I have to shine
Cause we always inna the street You have the skill to survive
And this a hard concrete White collar bike
No shoes no dip on me feet One day it would be mine