[Intro]
1-6
Game

[Chorus: Dave]
At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on the girl I'm datin'
One hand on the cash I'm makin'
We come through like Funky Friday
And have all of your mandem skatin'

[Verse 1: Dave]
I came in, five-fifty on trainers
Island girl amazing, could be Bajan, Trini, or Haitian
She got a bag with flowers
If the trainers match, I'll take it
Me and bro just shut down Gucci
Had the whole of the shop floor waitin'
Who's that girl in the line
With the big behind that's looking all temptin'?
If her friend is a dead ting
Take one for the team with a bredrin
Two peng tings at the entrance
Want attention, but a man can't let them
She must think I'm a reverend
You ain't comin' here getting redemption, no way
[Chorus: Dave]
At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on the girl I'm datin'
One hand on the cash I'm makin'
We come through like Funky Friday
And have all of your mandem skatin'

[Verse 2: Fredo]
I see dem man skatin' now, I'm talking about runnin' their legs
My youngins in country, plugging the Z
He can't even buck me till nothin' is left
I flooded my right, I flooded my left
I'm duckin' your wife, I'm duckin' the feds
The bell on the trap, it's buzzin' again
But still, I ain't tryin' to get busted by feds
Look, man, I ain't caught the bus in a sec
It's me and my rambo cuttin' through West
The way that I went and just flooded my neck
I'm shocked that I ain't gotta struggle for breath
With me and the misses be goin' on dates
She's holding the dipper, I'm holding her waist
Just see some pigs moving low in the mains
So I phone up my n***a and told him the plate
[Verse 3: Dave]
Tell a peng girl you can HMU
I don't wanna cuddle and H-U-G
And I'm still shoppin' in HMV
For all of my n***as in HMP
Heard you got a girl going DMU
If I DM'd you would she DM me?
Young black brudda, I'm a stylish G
Man, I put the IC in IC3

[Verse 4: Fredo]
They tell me I'm gifted in rap
Nothin' was nice, used to live in the trap
Now if I go ask that chick for her snap
I can bet money she's giving me that
I'm always in Harrods, I'm filling the bag
Them n***as ain't winners, them n***as are mad
Gyal at my vid and them bitches are bad
They get picked in the foreigns and ditched in the cab
(Game)

[Chorus: Dave]
At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on the girl I'm datin'
One hand on the cash I'm makin'
We come through like Funky Friday
And have all of your mandem skatin'