Duppy Tournament* J Hus

(Just previewed, full track not released)

[Verse]
I see your soul, I'm takin’ it
Your forehead, I'm baking it
Your whole block, I'm shaking it
That whole strip, I’m taping it
I heard you there just talking shit
I talk shit, but I'm walking it
Anywhere I go, I walk with it
Man have a duppy tournament
New bonsam, I ordered it
The old bonsam, I'm bored of it
Man step out start cornin' shit
He won't have no time to flinch
He won't have no time to blink
Them man there don't wanna' link
BCM, I got it in ink
Blood on my hands, I’ll wash in the sink
I like that gyal ’cause she's on kink
Why she look so pretty in pink?
Her usna is pretty and pink
I don’t talk I'll give her a wink
Don't want a good girl I want a witch
The juju lady made me rich
Don't want a good girl I want a bitch
Give one to Creeper, give one to Pitch
To give me tongue, gimme lip
I’ll give you some I'll give you the tip