Rasta

(Countree Hype music)
(What is he saying?)
(What?)

Yo, Countree
Yo, Millaweek

Man a live like Rasta (Rasta)
No beef, no passa
Airforce white dawg snap dat
Fuck dem gal, don't need Viagra
Look how me look inna me Gucci
A wah kind a mood this?
Uptown girl drink, come smooth, ee
Seh she know me ah dawg, me nuh cupid

Get the cup make me gi Alesha more rum
Booze, chain bust down, nice me nice, dawg
Me never yet drunk
But a gal fully vibes wid her tongue
Ayy, a who that a stare pon me? (Ah wah?)
Cologne scent stink it dere pon mi
Ah hype and pose wid bruk Barbie
Still a chop eh line so a nuff charges

Man a live like Rasta (irie)
No beef, no passa (no, no, no)
Airforce white dawg snap dat
Fuck dem gal, don't need Viagra
Look how me look inna me Gucci
A wah kind a mood this?
Uptown girl drink, come smooth, ee
Seh she know me ah dawg, me nuh cupid

'Bout them wah ban me (wah?)
You never know Babsy ah mi auntie? (Grange)
Waan me start bare antics
And show some artist badness (badness)
Ah me change up the game just admit
Some flow we draw gal like magnet
Don Julio me call up some bad bitch, Uber
Casamigos make she drop her panty, fast

Man a live like Rasta (irie)
No beef, no passa (no, no, no)
Airforce white dawg snap dat
Fuck dem gal, don't need Viagra
Look how me look inna me Gucci
A wah kind a mood this?
Uptown girl drink, come smooth, ee
Seh she know me ah dawg, me nuh cupid