You a fi, a fi God, di ck no fi lie
Damage it fi spite not di cock tie, tie
So come a put it pon di left, can you take it pon di right?
Me n, dem a ripes, dem a di put in di tribe
Why, why appetite? Efren get a, get a bite
Me man a fi go sit, me and him a fi go fight
Come here fi wind pon di ck like this
Cartel spin me like a satellite dish
Deal with your, like me crush in a iris
Spice, I never love a love up like this
You a my mister
You a my