MR FIX IT - Ocean Wisdom

Drip, drip

I’m Mr Fix It

I buss the watch down, I’m feelin' this lit

This is a cris fit, got it for Christmas

Got it for myself, from the wishlist

No stylist, not for this drip

No one else got this, watch 'em remix it

Oh you don’t like it, ca you’re a bitch bitch

Some lickle bitch boy, you need to switch it

I got that drip, drip

I’m Mr Fix It

I buss the watch down, I’m feelin' this lit

This is a cris fit, got it for Christmas

Got it for myself, from the wishlist

No stylist, not for this drip

No one else got this, watch 'em remix it

Oh you don’t like it, ca you’re a bitch bitch

Some lickle bitch boy, you need to switch it

Can’t hear the chat the tit for tat can’t hear the natterin'

Ca my accountant speaks Russian, Latin, Mandarin

We on some bigger ting and it’s the maddest ting

My g on prison wings, said it’s embarrassing

But I ain’t mad at him, deep end you have to swim

Too much cocaine (cocaine), packaging

Caught up wid him, I’m sad again

He’s in the can again, he won’t come back again

I tried to warn him

If the 'ops catch him, they’ll corn him

If the feds catch him, they’ll storm in

That’s a hole you don’t wan' fall in

I was O.T.

with packs in Shoreham

Now I got diamonds and I insure 'em

And I got riders ready to war 'em

Rockin' designer when they go boring

It’s appalling far from warming, soul destroying but rewarding

It’s some awkward cycle forming

Man just get up corrupt calling

Ring true, as I fall in to depression

Self absorbed, in my own problems

Hardly talkin', least I’m ballin', least they swarmin' all around me for the

Drip, drip

I’m Mr Fix It

I buss the watch down, I’m feelin' this lit

This is a cris fit, got it for Christmas

Got it for myself, from the wishlist

No stylist, not for this drip

No one else got this, watch 'em remix it

Oh you don’t like it, ca you’re a bitch bitch

Some lickle bitch boy, you need to switch it

Allow youreslf allow your crew you man are panickin'

Ca my bruddas spending money somewhere African

Oi look at this drip it’s lit man come thru lookin' all mannequin

Man force the baddest men to turn up lookin' all Anakin

That’s at your door, if you want war sure

I’m big in Warsaw, as if it’s Portmore

Man got this broadsword, lookin' all sharp and awkward

I ain’t tryna be war lord, gimme the skill to score more

Ca man tried to teach him

Now he’s bagged and he can’t do teaching

Childminding or CRB tings

Blud your records so bad from beatings

Man can’t even fly to New Zealand

Let alone to Aus or U.S. tings

They get ESTAs, you must do meetings

If they tell you, you can’t visa that’s another ten years of griefing

I need freedom, my Gs need freedom

I been eating, my Gs been eating

You been bleeding, my Gs been beefin'

I forgive them, my Gs are demons

Step aside becca man’s been leakin'

Drippin' sauce like a jerky seasoning

Least I pull up in that new season

Fiends all fiending for the

Drip, drip

I’m Mr Fix It

I buss the watch down, I’m feelin' this lit

This is a cris fit, got it for Christmas

Got it for myself, from the wishlist

No stylist, not for this drip

No one else got this, watch 'em remix it

Oh you don’t like it, ca you’re a bitch bitch

Some lickle bitch boy, you need to switch it

I got that drip, drip

I’m Mr Fix It

I buss the watch down, I’m feelin' this lit

This is a cris fit, got it for Christmas

Got it for myself, from the wishlist

No stylist, not for this drip

No one else got this, watch 'em remix it

Oh you don’t like it, ca you’re a bitch bitch

Some lickle bitch boy, you need to switch it