Feel like you're making a fool of me I'll still act accordingly Time's still my enemy When we're close it's time to leave You're not like the loving kind No doubt 'bout that in my mind I'm stressed but don't want to be (yeah) When you stood in front of me I like to imagine that I like you and you know my name I don't even fuck wit the girls over there And I wanna tell you that my name real fameous, shameless I keep my girls real nameless Boys in the back mandem over there Bald head nigga, wearing gold in my ear Diamond necklace wear it and they stare I don't give a fuck I throw the money air Pull up in a rare Bentley, I ain't friendly Got my boys, my God, and a henley I'm prentendin', it's cool or whatever I rock jeans all summer and the winter Dance on me, dance on me weather Birds of a feather we flock together, I I don't wanna talk too much dawg cah they know my ting From the South of Thames Yeah, man cut man off cah they slow my ting Knew she the one when she see blue lights How she hold my ting Knew she the one how she come to the crib How she hold my ting, ayy Back that chat then bring it I hate it when man fidget I don't like that one minute But you know seh the mandem really wid it Ah da mandem ah really go get it And you know seh the mandem really wid it And mandem really go chef it Flexxed up like it's exercise, they're terrified 'Cause me and you and you on them It's day and night Way too hard to rectify, so I electrify She bend on her friend Now that's just so many hands on thighs That back just might just turn the tide She done so well, she earned her stripes Don't chat in her ear she won't reply She's rolling her eyes, you're not the guy You're not the guy, you're Feel like you're making a fool of me I'll still act accordingly Time's still my enemy When we're close it's time to leave You're not like the loving kind No doubt 'bout that in my mind I'm stressed but don't want to be When you stood in front of me Feel like you're making a fool of me I'll still act accordingly Time's still my enemy