[ Verse 1 ]

I don't play Fifa, I play filthy
Rubbing on your girl pussy leave her clit milky
Ripped up slim fits, and my shirts silky
Gyaldem looking at me, like say she wanna kill me
Said her mans upser, she lonely and she upset
Till I whisper a few words in her ear now she's undressed
Wanna fuck the whole night, but can't take the whole ting
Tryna twerk on my dick, it started twitching

[ Verse 2 ]

Incoming call on my Lyca
F boy, ready in play with the striker
Told him link the worker and the white top thats my dock
When the move goes off come link me with my half
Brown and big back, she does Netflix and relax
Then all fours and knee caps
Her pussy messed up thats how I leave that
Six missed calls, yeah she relapsed

[ Verse 3 ]

I stack my money like its running out
All black tracksuit like I'm running out
Heard he got he belly then I'm running in
Give the boy 6, and then I'm running out
On the M-way getting my dick sucked
With a bad bitch, and she looks just like her insta
Fill a girls face, she don't need to use a filter
And if her man finds out he's gonna kill her
Take a mans girl with flair, know me 3 days, know him 3 years
What we did in 3 hours
She ain't your girl she's ours
Holly