Something Aint Right Too Lippy (Ft. GHR)

[Intro: Too Lippy, Janin x Fabz]
Too Lippy
Money Affi Mek, Gyally Affi Tek!
J from the G
Rolling with E and Fabz and Too Lippy yeah
GHR baby, yeah

[Verse 1: Too Lippy]
Yo
How can them man try fooling me (Mmm!)
I don’t speak no bullshit but best believe I understand that language fluently (Uh-huh)
I ain’t got no time for them eediats (No time)
‘Cause them yutes fake it (Uh)
Them man remind me of a cone (Uh-huh)
‘Cause they got two faces (Uh-huh!)
You likkle two-faced bitch (Yeah, Bao!)
I try surround myself around real jiggas, no phoneys (Uh)
I’m doing this for my relatives back home working in mountains
That’s hill figures, no Tommy (Get it?)
Sooner or later you lot will thank me (Uh-huh)
They’re gonna witness a man win (Uh)
You might as well call this a mukbang (Uh)
‘Cause they're gonna watch a man eat (Bao, Bao!)
‘Cause in this game I will yam and I ‘ain’t talking the prince (Get it?)
So hurry up with my plate and while I’m here, let me order a drink (Uh-huh)
Can I have a glass of W’s?
I’m at the table with EDH, Janin and Fabz (Munir!)
And I ain’t banging no wap
But be aware of the lyrical shotty (Bao, Bao!)
The ammo sprays as I watch the bullets drop from the Arsenal, call that Jeremy Lynch (Bao, Bao!)
I’m tryna aim for your head top, I’m tryna get you to think (Grr)
So get gassed when Too Lippy speaks (Uh-huh)
‘Cause I body shit differently (Uh-huh)
I’m always writing, my ink is constantly coming out a pen like Digga