[Intro: Yxng Bane]
I see a lot of man talking this bread, I can see it in your eyes you're gonna break fast
Serve the sauce on the platter you can have it how you want it got theses niggas playing catch up
Played yourself trying to be the G.O.A.T., turned out to be a goat
Got my young boy with me and you wanna burn a boy and make a racket with a smoke

[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
She loving me presence
Even though me never come with no presents
Me still a gift (Still a gift)
She love me ever since (Ah, yes)
She hear me heaven sent, oh lord, oh lord
She tell me what she miss (What she miss)
'Cause she know me never miss, Red Stripe or a Guinness
When me start me na finish
Me put mi heart inna this
You no say me a inna the gazza (Ayy)
She no say me dash way the class A (Ayy, ayy)
Chain pon my neck, that ah always (Ayy)
Batty like Kim, me a Kanye

[Chorus: Wretch 32]
But if she ask me fi eat, me say Ramadan, yeah (Ah, yeah)
Me no move like them other man there
If she ask me fi eat, me say Ramadan, yeah
Me no move like them other man there
If she ask me fi eat, me say Ramadan, yeah
Me no move like them baggaman there
If she ask me fi eat, me say Ramadan, yeah
Me no move like them other man there
Oh lord, oh lord
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