I hold it down like a Snapchat

Go over your head like a snapback

Uploaded a pic, double tap that

And your flow's so old, granddad (bruh)

It's just banter

I'm way too much like a black cab (oi boss)

Why you Snapchatting in the club for

Just dance, man

Like yo famalam, yo fam, yo famalam

Ain't no gyal badder than

I'm on the roads, caravan

Let me do this fast, Ramadan

'Cause it's going down, avalanche

I'mma keep it short, paragraph

Queen Lesh, I'mma reign, anorak

Take it off his rail, Nazareth

Oh Jesus, oh Lord, oh Jesus

A couple of snakey friends just Adam and Eve'd us

And there's no debate on who's better

I'll turn a man to a girl like Bruce Jenner

I shell down the dance like braaa

Mi bruck down di dance like braaa

Dudududu, dudududu

I be the one they love, I be the don

They know where I'm from

zero one to the twenty one, yo bredrin

Where has your hairline gone



I can't believe it, I can't believe the cheek

Some girls wake up and don't even brush their teeth

That's a dead ting, that's a bad breath ting

How could you talk my name and you ain't even brushed your teeth



Brush your teeth, brush your teeth

Brush your teeth, brush your teeth

Brush your teeth, brush your teeth

Brush your teeth, brush your teeth



Bars cold like a tip top

You've got a pot belly like Rick Ross

Stiff gyal do the tick tock

Big mouth gyal, where's your lips gone

I ain't got time to be ticked off

But I got a new wristwatch

Let's go toe to toe, flip flops

I'll make the crowd jump like Kris Kross

I've got a dark skin friend that looks like Rachel Dolezal

And I've got a light skin friend that looks like Rachel Dolezal

Which one's which, not sure

Dem gyal are clapped, encore

Don't think you're buff 'cause you're wearing contour

'Cause I'll wipe your brows off

I'll snatch your wig and your nails off

I go blind, hands out

Like I'm at the nail shop

Look, these girls are bluffin'

They really ain't on nuttin'

You can't do dirt on me

(Are you gonna go and get your cousin) what

Everyting ain't rosy, I beg you not

I'll Queen Latifah and set it off

Then I bounce like a belly flop

Got one eye on your man, Fetty Wap

Yeah baby, I'm getting gwop

Watch me like Netflix

You go to the club

But you ain't got dough for your gas and electric, dead ting



I can't believe it, I can't believe the cheek

Some man wake up and don't even brush their teeth

How could you do that, how could you even speak

How could you talk my name and you ain't even brushed your teeth



Brush your teeth, brush your teeth

Brush your teeth, brush your teeth

Brush your teeth, brush your teeth

Brush your teeth, brush your teeth