GYALIS (Shemix) [feat. Chlöe]
Oh-oh, life of a gyalis
I see her, she came with her nigga
Mm, but she gon' slide right to my side, I know
She pulled up with her friends
Then we skrrt off in the Benz, oh-oh, oh
Took her back to my crib and I regret it
'Cause she tryna (ayy)
Fake like she asleep (uh)
Swear she tried to stay the whole week
I'm like "Oh, nah, she gotta go", uh
Ask me her name, I swear I don't even fuckin' know
They wanna know why di gyaldem deh pon me
Dem eye green, dem mind just set pon mi
They wanna know why dem love him off so much
Like what is the reason, oh-oh, oh
Mm, it's just the vibe, I'm that guy
She put her legs in the sky whenever I
Pull up, she got her clothes off from the walk-in
She won't waste no time, oh
She don't want nobody else, I know
But I can't be what she wants
They all have the same story
They all want me to themselves
But I'm a gyalis
The city is my palace
What I'ma do?
'Cause I want she and she and she
And they love them some me
I ain't the nigga they gon' say bye to
I ain't the nigga you gotta lie to
I ain't the nigga that you could trust on speaker
When you with your people
'Cause you know the timing I'm on
I want she and she and she
And they love them some me
I can't even speak
To all of 'em, so I call her on the FaceTime
She gon' pick up on the first ring
Ooh, I got her wrapped around my damn finger
I will never tell a soul, oh, no, no
Mm, girl, we grown
The life of a gyalis
He told me he out with his niggas
Mm, yeah, there it goes, another lie, I know
I could've had his friends
Like three-four other men, but now
I'm alone in my crib and I regret it
He's tryna, fake like he asleep
Thought I didn't hear him come in, please
I'm like, "Oh, nah," he gotta go
See you again? Oh, no, baby, that's not what I want (oh, oh)
You gotta come correct when you next to me
You say that you can handle it, it's hard to believe
Hear moaning on FaceTime like, "Who is these bitches?
Is that your best friend that I know?"
Who you said not to worry, I don't
I can play games if you want
Or I should just block you
We're not gonna stop you from fucking bitches on the low
You wanting everybody else, I know
And I can't be what you want
I just hear the same story, you can't have me to yourself
I'ma be a gyalis
The city is my palace
Who I'ma choose?
'Cause I want he and he and he
And they love them some me
I ain't the bitch that you could lie to
I ain't the bitch you gonna cry to
I ain't the bitch that you could flaunt online like you been doing right
When I know the timing you on
Go be a gyalis
I see her, she came with her nigga
Mm, but she gon' slide right to my side, I know
She pulled up with her friends
Then we skrrt off in the Benz, oh-oh, oh
Took her back to my crib and I regret it
'Cause she tryna (ayy)
Fake like she asleep (uh)
Swear she tried to stay the whole week
I'm like "Oh, nah, she gotta go", uh
Ask me her name, I swear I don't even fuckin' know
They wanna know why di gyaldem deh pon me
Dem eye green, dem mind just set pon mi
They wanna know why dem love him off so much
Like what is the reason, oh-oh, oh
Mm, it's just the vibe, I'm that guy
She put her legs in the sky whenever I
Pull up, she got her clothes off from the walk-in
She won't waste no time, oh
She don't want nobody else, I know
But I can't be what she wants
They all have the same story
They all want me to themselves
But I'm a gyalis
The city is my palace
What I'ma do?
'Cause I want she and she and she
And they love them some me
I ain't the nigga they gon' say bye to
I ain't the nigga you gotta lie to
I ain't the nigga that you could trust on speaker
When you with your people
'Cause you know the timing I'm on
I want she and she and she
And they love them some me
I can't even speak
To all of 'em, so I call her on the FaceTime
She gon' pick up on the first ring
Ooh, I got her wrapped around my damn finger
I will never tell a soul, oh, no, no
Mm, girl, we grown
The life of a gyalis
He told me he out with his niggas
Mm, yeah, there it goes, another lie, I know
I could've had his friends
Like three-four other men, but now
I'm alone in my crib and I regret it
He's tryna, fake like he asleep
Thought I didn't hear him come in, please
I'm like, "Oh, nah," he gotta go
See you again? Oh, no, baby, that's not what I want (oh, oh)
You gotta come correct when you next to me
You say that you can handle it, it's hard to believe
Hear moaning on FaceTime like, "Who is these bitches?
Is that your best friend that I know?"
Who you said not to worry, I don't
I can play games if you want
Or I should just block you
We're not gonna stop you from fucking bitches on the low
You wanting everybody else, I know
And I can't be what you want
I just hear the same story, you can't have me to yourself
I'ma be a gyalis
The city is my palace
Who I'ma choose?
'Cause I want he and he and he
And they love them some me
I ain't the bitch that you could lie to
I ain't the bitch you gonna cry to
I ain't the bitch that you could flaunt online like you been doing right
When I know the timing you on
Go be a gyalis
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis James Jackson, Dwayne Carter, Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.