Mi 2 EA (feat. Aktion & Skillz) - Gucci Mane, Bruno Mars & Kodak Black

1 Intro Seh dem ago diss who Seh dem ago diss me Chatty mouth dat man Dem bad like me A chat dem a chat Yap dem a yap Gullyside wi a action pak Wi no cuss cuss wi no wear frock Gullyside wi a action pak 2 Verse 1 Tell dem anything a anything Any deejay Hennessy, any focal chemistry Fi rise against di god is a deadly sin Mi a go a foreign an mi naan come back Mi have di house pon di hill dem seh mi cyan don dat Mi no listen dutty teeth pon di street dem love chat Any missa man violate mi done chat Mama tell mi seh son please keep yo carma Am getting older mi cyan tek di drama Mi memba who sell mi out dem naan go see Mi si death round di corner mi hot like Botswana Mi ash like a ginger mi coulda never rest Mi have a sticky finger Mi no gal mi no carry pretty finger Mi style mek dem duck and chick through window 3 Chorus 1 Am ready now, who did a chat Gullyside wi a action pak Wi no cuss cuss no lip lip wi no parrot Gullyside wi a action pak Am ready now, who did a chat, di gullyside full a action pak Wi no beat round di bush, no go weh an come back Right now wi a action pak 4 Verse 2 Well any day dem think dem can diss mi Mi mek Jamaica a fi re write history Mi new style hot up dem head like a Frisbee Mi fire furnace turn up cuz mi fans dem miss mi Mi so serious now dont even smile at me own No deal in cotton paper clashing is fa olds Diamonds an gold am at the south pole Am touching yo girl and wrap her in my lui fury coat 5 Chorus 1 Am ready now, who did a chat Gullyside wi a action pak Wi no cuss cuss no lip lip wi no parrot Gullyside wi a action pak Am ready now, who did a chat, di gullyside full a action pak Wi no beat round di bush, no go weh an come back Right now wi a action pak 6 Verse 1 Mi a go a foreign an mi naan come back Mi have di house pon di hill dem seh mi cyan don dat Mi no listen dutty teeth pon di street dem love chat Any missa man violate mi done chat Mama tell mi seh son please keep yo carma Am getting older mi cyan tek di drama Mi memba who sell mi out dem naan go see Mi si death round di corner mi hot like Botswana Mi ash like a ginger mi coulda never rest Mi have a sticky finger Mi no gal mi no carry pretty finger Mi style mek dem duck and chick through window 7 A chat dem a chat Yap dem a yap Gullyside wi a action pak Wi no cuss cuss wi no wear frock Gullyside wi a action pak Tell dem anything a anything Any deejay Hennessy, any focal chemistry Fi rise against di god is a deadly sin

Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me... Back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit! Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite Fuck no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want a? Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so? Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my beemer confetti I'm? 18 with the chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like freddy Not jackson, kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just? E a g a got bakers Eastside, can I roll through decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci get paper