After a long run, what me do?
Exercise, me sing and me petrol run
With one intention and me nah go waste none
Lad, what a beast a do the same thing
I was checking out while my enemy checking in
Woah, don't let me ever count something
Yes, the world a dem deffa nothing
A grain just hopped out the boy
Fling him inna me car trunk
Look how long the boy a talkie
Too much years a month, so
Move like him take
I sawed man fi bonk