Callaloo - Grizzy, Jay Brown

Whip this mash

Still a good businessman

Tit for tat

My young boy just on a mad ting

And he still flips his pack

Them man are not with man

If you’re talking money I’m with dat

Used to have a crease in my airforce ones

Now she letting me dig that

I was in a jailhouse

Feds try run in my room

I was in a holding cell when they caught me billing my zoot

Madder than mad if you diss my goons

Everybody talking how they get bands

I was in jail and I did that too

Badabing badaboom

Brown juice inna my cup

Bare gyal round me

I don’t drink Malibu

And I smoke that callaloo

If you don’t stack no bands on the track

Then find a new avenue

Everybody wanna talk bad on the net but don’t come my avenue

Madmad

Money and beef and that’s that

Bro bro said they got bits of both

And I got green like Baghdad

I don’t wanna tweak on Snapchat

If you wanna beef I’ll clap that

Hop out the ride and that’s that

You ain’t no madman

Done my full bird no I didn’t get d cat

My little young boys on a crud tryna turn his best friend to a weed pack

Corner, you ain’t tryna splash no dudes up

Used to have an intel computer

Now I’m done with maccin the tuna