(Chorus)
This noddy outrageous
She swallowing, shameless
Bore tongue ting and that back ain’t basic
Bore tongue ting and the back ain’t shapeless
Take thing, but don’t take some more
Whore, or you’ll die before
War, don’t hide at yours, poor
Don’t hide at
This noddy outrageous
She swallowing, shameless
Bore tongue ting and that back ain’t basic
Bore tongue ting and the back ain’t shapeless
Take thing, but don’t take some more
Whore, or you’ll die before
War, don’t hide at yours, poor
Don’t hide at
(Verse #1)
When I come through swinging, chinging
Ball on her tongue she different, written
Know that mans just another stab victim, riddim
Let's see if it comes out different, billing
Chilling, but no Jamaican, I’m pigeon
Ring like black bells, but I’m chinging
These shells come but I’m shifting
Marksman rifle scoped, so I’m hitting
Zoom in
Zoom out
Never gonna take any of the food out
This Rambo knife goes in and then out
This brick is bucked straight through your house
You’re glitched, you're stuck you ain’t moving now
This bitch gets fucked she ain't moving wild
I haven’t see my opps, coz they moving mild
Moving wild
(Chorus)
This noddy outrageous
She swallowing, shameless
Bore tongue ting and that back ain't basic
Bore tongue ting and the back ain't shapeless
Take thing, but don’t take some more
Whore, or you’ll die before
War, don’t hide at yours, poor
Don’t hide at
This noddy outrageous
She swallowing, shameless
Bore tongue ting and that back ain't basic
Bore tongue ting and the back ain't shapeless
Take thing, but don’t take some more
Whore, or you’ll die before
War, don’t hide at yours, poor
Don’t hide at
(Verse #2)
Rotti in my rucksack reload it and then bruck that again
He want sweets that’s fuckery on them
We crash corn no buckwheat in them
Move through streets to fuck with her friend
Red sheet when I'm winning this war, store
Glass shields when I'm killing the poor, bore
Machine as I hand it to JT
More Ps when she slap on that Maybelline
When I get this mash I’m happy
Will I get to slap? Gladly
Watching my hand ting get handy
More time I was chilling with a bad b
She ain’t chilling she takin a plan b
She ain’t billing we got it off randy
It ain't filling we mixed you with danky
I'm fancy
(Chorus)
This noddy outrageous
She swallowing, shameless
Bore tongue ting and that back ain't basic
Bore tongue ting and the back ain't shapeless
Take thing, but don’t take some more
Whore, or you’ll die before
War, don’t hide at yours, poor
Don’t hide at
(Verse #3)
This noddy outrageous
Her ass still shaking
Double tap, slap the mash and break them
The colours back in the trap we don’t play fair
Break them and then ching some more
We don’t plan, what you falling
Four Gs put into my grinder, mix you up
Chug you down like a dixie cup (cup, cup, cup)
I don’t care if you chat to man
As long as you fry the man
Back the shotti like a tiger man
Swing this thing like you’re Spiderman
Reload the clip, extend, walk a zombie when I'm by the man
I have to be by your man but it ain’t by my hand
Corn too long looking like a gram
When you smoke up you feel like the man
But six feet under you are the man
(Chorus)
This noddy outrageous
She swallowing, shameless
Bore tongue ting and that back ain't basic
Bore tongue ting and the back ain't shapeless
Take thing, but don’t take some more
Whore, or you’ll die before
War, don’t hide at yours, poor
Don’t hide at (Noddy)