Under Di Gun

Under Di Gun

Bout seh mi up ina you feelings, how you fi call man dumb.

Know seh mi bun up di high grade, and sip pon rum

Should a know she mi never mean it, a so mi scheme gal when dem a come

But you know you'd have fi run, cause you did under di gun

My girl, today's choice whe mi choose, no badda get confuse

A mek Excuse, and a spread fake news, when you run lef you shoes

Bout mi hook, mi no relation shook, gal a money gal mi look

You get juk by real nookie crook, check you pocketbook.

Mi know you strut global, and we no wuk broke gal, wi can't count total, deh pon disposal

So when mi handle you curve, when mi dip and swerve, if mi give you nice words, a just part of mi work