On This Ting

[Hook]

Look I'm on this ting, look I'm on this ting
Ain't no games, said I'm on this ting (yeah)
See I'm on this ting, see I'm on this ting
When I come round better know one thing
I don't play no games and I'm on this ting

[Verse 1]

I come strapped with the bars and lyrics
Them gal come with the laughs and gimmicks
I spit tings and I rep for my galdem
Move with money man and cell block wingers
I'm from the ends so I know wahgwarn
When you ain't got P's and the times feel hardknock
I'm like rah, don't go do a mad ting
Just work it out, take time, be calm
See me I move with the gal that are fleeky
Got a section of boys like DeePee
Shy's not a chief, I'm the queen of the scene
No gal coulda link me
Have a man run me down for the repeat
Don't fuck with the man that'll leak it, eejiot
If he ever did, that's vengeance
I will have niggas on his step like a pendant
I'm colder, Pepsi, I spit hard but I keep mine sexy
I got a little boss and the mandem are pops
Couldn't blow off a brown skin gal, no joke ting
Yeah, droed up, lord knows it
Them gal all wanna move like their roadmen
Not me, I love man too much that I keep my ting looking wavey as fuck
Brrrr, yeah I been cold from day dot
Be prepared for my ting if you take shots
I'm the queen round here, don't forget that
Load up the bars, get clapped in your head back (bap)
No tea and crumpets, round here
Man let off the ting then dump it, down there
Bare face, talk up the tings no hoody like
Big 4-4, no safety pussy

[Hook x2]

Look I'm on this ting
Look I'm on this ting, look I'm on this ting
Ain't no games, said I'm on this ting (yeah)
See I'm on this ting, see I'm on this ting
When I come round better know one thing
I don't play no games and I'm on this ting