Murder fi nuthin yow bro fam
Yow, dog, bullet a spot
Make a fly pitch yow nuh a ras
Fire nike or trig glass
Stripes yow mi have that
Rifle rearrange your face
Cause yow love screw boy, the day yow nuh buckle fi him
Life him nuh pull through, think all for that
And then mi go right back in a beast mood
Dis a coffin, yow go presidential and how we move
Inna head weh shot, slam, carick
So just in case fuck we go go on a nuh mudda jam
See if so dem kill weh men, deh hear dem catch him and do him wrong
Good as all go deep, muh men dey kill up ma island
Bury dis, yow zagi won't like