From Yard (Feat. Skillibeng)

Yo, hello
Gunshot, gunshot
(8-8-8-808)

Bloodclaat, bun 'em like Sprite
Yo, bredren, gwan pass me di light
Real general, real cannibal
Real taliban pon my side (yo)
Dem boy dem nuh like me cah me a thief wife (yo)
Dem boy dem nuh like me cah me a tek life (Lawd God)
Real life, we a bubble Red Stripe (Red Stripe)
Why pree? Hello

Put your hands in the air, this ain't a toast
This a robbery, bitch, ain't tryna post
Know they sick of me, bitch, I do the most
Take a look at these diamonds, they kinda ghost
Take a look at yourself, you kinda gross
Swingin' the pendulum, bitch, I'm on a boat
I hope you choke, throw up, and then croak
Wishin' he would like he made of oak

Hello, yo
Why pree? Ha
Yuh zimmi?
Weh yuh mean? 
Bloodclaat, gunshot, yo

Me a go shell him end, weh di Benz? Weh di TEC? 
A revenge, we nhh walk wid a belt
Eastside, chop off yuh head wid di lead
You a beg, still a get hollowpoint inna chest (yeah)
Gunshot, shell him med like a head
We defend wid di rifle, nuh play pon a bench
Eastside slap off yuh face then wi lef'
Alien, NASA haffi 'fraid when we step
Di bwoy dem a follow me, wanna be badda me
Haffi a show dem a one a me, chat and nuh bodda me
Roll wid di AK and it dramatic, bodda me
Me mek the six pants kick dem like Ibrahimović (gun)
Gunshot, daggering inna and under skin (yeah)
Bare shots spray out, somethin' like a piss (yeah)
Blood pon di main road, nothin' like a drinks
Chop off yuh head wid shot like bill (bill)
Dem delicate, yuh pretend fi be dread
'Til di rifle a beat inna yuh head (inna yuh head)
Esyde, lock off e road wid di TEC
Make the cops haffi lock off e road to dem ends, gunshot (yo)

Bloodclaat, bun 'em like Sprite
Yo, bredren, gwan pass me di light
Real general, real cannibal
Real taliban pon my side (yo)
Dem boy dem nuh like me cah me a thief wife (yo)
Dem boy dem nuh like me cah me a tek life (Lawd God)
Real life, we a bubble Red Stripe (Red Stripe)
Why pree? Hello

Hello, yo
Why pree? Ha
Yuh zimmi?
Weh yuh mean? 
Bloodclaat, gunshot, yo