Gwarn Wid It
Yo
You thought you could just play me
I'm not one of them little ting
You cannot run that game by me
Move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
Gwarn with it, yeah
Uh uh, yeah
You fucked up when you thought you could put me in that rotation
I eliminate myself from the equation
Oo, move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
Talk soft and they don't wanna listen
So don't be mad if I hit you with the friction
Keep the fire inna my system
On my Leo shit might hit you with some wisdom
Yo Dior she's always on her grind
Independent with her own tings
With you gone I'm losing nothing
Nothing
Yeah, Dior she's always on her grind
You might catch me sipping on the fine wine
With you gone I'm in my prime time
Prime time
Yeah
You can assume that I'm in my groove
Might catch me flexing with a baddie or a few
Just know I ain't fucking with you, nah
Gwarn with it, yeah
Uh uh, yeah
You fucked up when you thought you could put me in that rotation
I eliminate myself from the equation
Oo, move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
Gwarn with it, yeah
Uh uh, yeah
You fucked up when you thought you could put me in that rotation
I eliminate myself from the equation
Oo, move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
You thought you could just play me
I'm not one of them little ting
You cannot run that game by me
Move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
Gwarn with it, yeah
Uh uh, yeah
You fucked up when you thought you could put me in that rotation
I eliminate myself from the equation
Oo, move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
Talk soft and they don't wanna listen
So don't be mad if I hit you with the friction
Keep the fire inna my system
On my Leo shit might hit you with some wisdom
Yo Dior she's always on her grind
Independent with her own tings
With you gone I'm losing nothing
Nothing
Yeah, Dior she's always on her grind
You might catch me sipping on the fine wine
With you gone I'm in my prime time
Prime time
Yeah
You can assume that I'm in my groove
Might catch me flexing with a baddie or a few
Just know I ain't fucking with you, nah
Gwarn with it, yeah
Uh uh, yeah
You fucked up when you thought you could put me in that rotation
I eliminate myself from the equation
Oo, move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
Gwarn with it, yeah
Uh uh, yeah
You fucked up when you thought you could put me in that rotation
I eliminate myself from the equation
Oo, move with your bad self bad
Run with your bad self deya
Mi nah want you in my section
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Writer(s): Dior Ashe-plante
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