Light Up

[Verse 1: Ghetts] She wanna play games with me Fuck that, I ain't picking up a joypad How dare man ask me if I beat I might say no but know a nigga destroyed that Ooh, I'm annoyed that man even doubted me How many girls have I drawn? Including her, that are blatantly out of my league If I'm your wingman, you can count on me Them man are in the friendzone, me? I'm in the open your legs zone You're on the red? Give me head though Darkskin dick and a red bone Before I head home, oh, she want Ghetts? I guess so Or does she want Ghetts or Ghetto? AKA Lorenzo Blacker than Kenco, my own music in my headphones, zoning I tell man stop gassing up the lighties Cause I'd have thinked they ain't black enough to like me I demonstrate, I'm a heavyweight Them can't take to something lightly Remember Jane? Plain Jane? Who'd you think gave her a whole 'nother stylee? My man said to me "that's my girl, fam" I asked him why the fuck she beside me [Hook x4] Light up like a genie and I blow up on this song Rub-a-dub-a-dub-dub, rub-a-dub-a-dub-a-dub [Verse 2: Rawz Artilla] I'm fully, I'm crudding I'm still on the crud, turn down for what? They hate when I'm hot So I'm back on my cold shit, tell 'em what's up I'm about to fuck shit up Anyone talk shit, I'mma fuck them up Whether bars or physical I'm good with my hands and I'm lyrical Don't cross me, that's a warning Look, I've been going hard from morning Bad bitch got a mouth of my D And that's a head start to my morning You can't kill my vibe, darg You can't take my stripes, darg And you can say what you like, but I don't really care I'mma do what I like, darg, and you know me I don't really trap no more I don't have to clap no more I'll be getting money off tours And I've got real goons that'll ride for sure I'm a general, five stars on my shoulder Salute me when I show up Or get shown up when my soldiers roll up I say the word and they go nuts On a mad ting, long arms like Dhalsim And they spray like fountains Do you want that? Nah, you don't really want that You ain't built for the combat, boy Show me respect and I'm irie I don't really take threats lightly I'm fully on getting this money But I can flip mode if a pussy want try me, let's go [Hook x4] [Verse 3: J2K] She came in the dawn and she left in the dusk Kicked rocks, now she gotta leave in a huff Thought she was fancy, thought she was rough Just one of the many on the belly I buss Let me tell you 'bout the story of a girl on a bus M25, I should keep it on the hush But she rubbed me to the point I don't give a fuck Now her business is out there and I don't give a fuck Nerve of this girl, she ain't nothing but a mincer Gassed up, 20k on the Insta Search for the validation would not have missed her So I fucked her and then I did her sister True stories, never ever did I kiss her Dutty gyal, OK, I maybe went [?] Circled around one time on a road trip Came back, but there's nothing more for the picture No story, matter of fact, she was boring Not for me, I never gave her the attention she used to Only gave her extension for the fu-fu Did I mention this game here I ain't new to? I spurred her down like a boo-boo Thought I was an African don with African songs But this Afrobeat, she weren't used to I beat out her belly like a new you Epic, this one deserves a bluku Her head span, it was cuckoo No time for head raps, dead that, lift up the tutu Connect that like it's Bluetooth Now all I'm seeing is her head back, boarding my choo choo I'm looking at her like "who you getting rude to?" Now you getting moved too I swear down, the last time the girl said she's on her su woo [Hook x4]