"Tumbi" lyrics

Splurge boys

I run down the money on Monday
My brudda can't come. He's on gun play
Summon my cupcake
I only run 'cause I'm up late

How do you mean
All of my exes are iPhones
How do you mean
I always come with an upgrade
How do you mean
Different thing, different timezone
I cannot buy a ticket that's one-way

I'm sorry I'm inconsistent
Apologies I've been distant
Your body's in mint condition
You obviously need convincing

Wifey material, nigga
If looks could kill, then you'd be a serial killer
Imperial figure

I just wanna hold on to peace and love
All me needs likkle weed and rum
Works haffi run till weekend come
When the weekend done, still me can't done

Hold on to peace and love
All me needs likkle weed and rum
Works haffi run till weekend come

I run down somebody on Tuesday
If I don't get my money, it's doomsday
That's not your girl. That's your roommate
She go put your things in a suitcase

On to the next man
Finesse man, then left man
The gal mad, garn need a head scan
And a lifetime sex ban

I'm sorry I'm inconsistent
Apologies I've been distant
Your body's in mint condition
You obviously need convincing

Wifey material, nigga
If looks could kill, then you'd be a serial killer
Imperial figure

I just wanna hold on to peace and love
All me needs likkle weed and rum
Works haffi run till weekend come
When the weekend done, still me can't done

Hold on to peace and love
All me needs likkle weed and rum
Works haffi run till weekend come

Old-school stepper
Brand-new things for a old vendetta
You think you know them kinda man there
Trust me, Killy man know them better

Old-school stepper
Brand-new things for a old vendetta
You think you know them kinda man there
Trust me, Killy man know them better