Fun With It

[Verse 1: J Boy]
No going home, I'm live in the streets
Your girl got boom by this brown-skin G
Man do road like, "Money affi me"
Invade homes, we the housin’ team
Jigga got cartridges of that crow
And we lick it out on their road
J Boy's always been a bit cocky
Man just take your bitch, she get low
Blud, I got bars for days, now they pree me
Bare eyes watchin' me like I’m TV
Man shot food, man don't need no EP
Gyal had said they virgin and they move sneaky
All-black trackie and a beanie
That's my style, I swear they see me
Gyal just cattie, don't wan' leave me
Dem man scatty, man so cheesy

[Verse 2: Ard Ardz]
(Sku-du-du-du-du-du)
All of my dogs are grown, none of them rep two digits (None of that, none of that)
Let a man try diss Sho, I'll be there, I'm there in two minutes (Two minutes)
Lick a man down on my own, I let a man know who did it (Who did it, me)
I'm greezy all on my own, man know Adz move wicked (Wicked, wicked)
I put a new mash on the block, now the old mash looks jealous (Jealous)
Just got chased by the cops, now I gotta go eat jollof (Jollof, jollof rice)
My lot send off the shots, you eat corn like Kelloggs (Eat it, eat it)
My lot lion in the field, you lot look like hedgehogs (All of that, all of that)

[Verse 3: J Boy]
Juice in my cup got me fucked like there ain’t no twenty-four hours in my day
Out to get paid
Bro just phone for a eight, so I gotta step out for a chain
Ounce in a day
I was moving ounces and ounces, until I got locked by the Jakes
I’m like fuck all the fakes, 'cause don’t try to switch for a bitch
I'm like, "Shit, man, what a mistake"

[Verse 4: Ard Ardz]
(All of that, all of that)
Boom, payday come
You spend it in a night and now payday done
Man wanna say my name on a tune
Man a catch man, man get Beyblade spun
What? Why you sayin' name in songs?
What? Man'll put blade in lungs
What? Where are you gettin’ all this energy from
Blud, you ain't even ate in months

[Verse 5: J Boy]
No face, no case, best run
Man do rollie to see red rum
A man do shows, pitch them hoes
They get home then the place get tun'
Sip that liquor
Gyal get boned, then she skate like figure
Heart gone cold, lost bro, that was hurtful
But I still got ads like commercial

[Verse 6: Ard Ardz]
J, pass me the zoot
Play pound up, I'm lardy or two
Fuck dem man, they got ten man
But they'll get licked down by the army of two
When man bang, my dogs on it (On it)
Dem man bad? Far from it (Far)
If I catch man, run man over
Reverse car and park on him (Sku-du-du-du-du-du)

[Verse 7: J Boy]
Please don't make me start on them
Headbutt too, keep my style foreign
She put her two lips on my column
Like gyal love gang, yeah, they beatin' on 'em
I been doin' road
Smoke through the sum' now I'm feeling like Sho
Next trip Dam like Jigga come home
Ting bark like dog, so we fill it with bone

[Verse 8: Ard Ardz]
Dem man are on QuickQuid, tyrna go get them a lend (Idiots)
Me? I'm tryna get rich quick, then I'm gon' share with my friends (With all of them)
Dem man dial bitches to come and fuck, but
When them bitches come, they cut, 'cause they're all sharin' a Benz
None of my dogs do juj', all of my dog dem lucky

[Verse 9: Ard Ardz & J Boy]
Tell 'em J, don't just jugg, I run a man down like Chuckie
Tell a man don't diss Adz, I run a man down with a cuttie (Dip, dip, dip)
Bitch in the car and she nuts, she get low and give a man ucky
My dog step in the place, see the whole place get tun' up (Tun' up, tun' up)
Mind I don't step with a gauge, you know say gang gon' run up, blaow
My dog rolls with the trey, man, your whole team get bun' up (Bun' up, Bun' up)
Like, mind you get burst with a trey, cocoon got heat, like sun up
You feel me?
Ayy

[Outro: Ard Ardz]
On some Brixton boy shit, you feel me on this?
Don't be attin' mans sayin', "Man do grime, " you feel me?
Man grew up on grime, I had to touch up a one beat
Ah? Ayy
You feel me? Boom!