Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, in Hong Kong, take a walk with Jianbo
Mongkok madness, with a few Gwai Lo outside where where the mandem can go
Hope the gyal dem don't find me when I enter the rain it takes two to go tango
In the night where the street get heated, see the snakeheads, don't lose whey gamble
Make a choice, live when they step
[Verse 2]
Burn his chest, can't keep it all down in his stomach
He had a hard night on the strip, getting light outside, but his belly still rumbling
His girl's attitude got boring, said she needs more for the cause, she's foreign
And I ain't ever been one to believe, bottles get dashed,and clinked, they pour it
With the stamp say they hate me, never seen, but the dream put the team on ice
Why they want separate lives, it's fine, but now I'm not treading no lines
Where I'm from, we're not getting 2 tries, it's the first in line and only that time
And I can't resurrect like Mike if I die, but no we don't talk about dying
[Verse 3]
And if you don't get no bands, no grands, then brudda no please don't vex me
Shoebox days, me and Blue hit paves, drive anywhere man might text me
These days, we don't do no petty crime, you should know that moolah petty
I got looser ones making 7 figures on a trade from his grandma's settee
And if they want blaze, I'm ready, but I'd rather make dough then have to go back beef
I'm not your usual athlete, used to run game to get bands in magazines
Now I'm not down for no track meet, used hold shows to get clan on cam screens
My team tryna make bands please, drop all the slang, I'm tryna sweet Francine
Francine really wanna know the game, there's no way, no parler français
I'm on the freeway, on my way home, need to u-turn, only goes one way
With a girl out there from the runway, said I should call her number like one day
Sure that sounds like a fun way, get out the city, still working on sundays
Written by: Jianbo
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