Primetime (feat. Leadpipe)

Eyes on you
Check how she smile an she vise i cute
She smell di scent an she get weak knees
Suh she love off di versace dylan blue

And I cannot fluke
Anyting i do dawg dem cant undo
Doan even think to run up pun me
Try an know wa you bout boy cause i gin shoot

Shooot up di place
Matic inna hand not inna nuh waist
32 out di clip race in ya face
Like ah pound ah XO i seal up ya fate

Want.my money long
Till it gaw tek ah life time ta count
Who int want dat must find the ground
When you see di alfahz doan fuck around

All me killa dem ah savage
Primetime my.17 issa bad bitch
Nuh look in me face
Me keep on inna di head then me vanish
Die die die
Di chopstick do di damageee
Broad day ya nuh see we brave

Boy vex thru dem gal love we
Anyweh me deh ya know di gal must deh
Me tell di gal nuh watch nuh face leave di man upset
Me try me 40 an god alone me nah trust friend

Suh me cant trust dem
All me clip extend
Fire 20 before me fling di next 10
Put chip in every glock so we can finesse dem
Them pull ah evil act an watch it deh pun cnn (Ya dead)

Name ringing lile pay phone
Same tone 357 stay chrome break bone
Best believe me mek di draco sing like j cole
When me bleach is not ah cake soap... ah bay holeee

One in di head an dem already know
Nuhbody can't tell me lef it out
Two in dem head an now dem jelly out
Dem need fi knowww

All me killa dem ah savage
Primetime my 17 issa bad bitch
Nuh look in me face
Me keep on inna di head then me vanish
Die die die
Di chopstick do di damage
Broad day ya nuh see we brave

Lead pipe Watch stylee
Bomb drop like nuclear this int nuh TNT
If you int plant in fi struggle then u cannot reap
Well guard perry man aye do not creep

4-5 well steady An it full of teeth
Ta lef ya rotten an forgotten when ya 6 foot deep
Put right infront dem eyes dem still cannot see
Int nain pun di other side ta fuck rong we yoooo

Dark an calm wid it
Cant tell me bout nuh doan guh pass limit
My thugs dem int ones ta talk wid it
Gun int license but it buss ya head legit

Swing wid di matic an point we doan fidget
Open dem head like di 2 legs pun bridget
Can't tek this tall man fa no midget
60 dem only talking one minute

All me killa dem ah savage
Primetime my 17 issa bad bitch
Nuh look in me face
Me keep on inna di head then me vanish
Die die die
Di chopstick do di damage
Broad day ya nuh see we brave



Credits
Writer(s): Osvaldo Reid
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