Dem Nuh Bad - Busy Signal

Fatherless, Turf

Street Yutes

Anuh everybody get we ratings

Bwoi if you want mi mekyuh duppy run up and dung

Spanish Town nuh walk wid nuh likkle hand gun

Bwoi dem a trace like dem muma long

(Ayy Ratbat)

Dem nuh bad, none a dem nuh bad

Dem bwoi deh, none a dem nuh bad

All dem a hype, none a dem nuh bad

Dem nuh serious the whole a dem coward

Dem bwoi deh

We nuh gi dem no ratings

Siddung like gyal a chat bare tings

Have a likkle bokkle a cologne

And a «psst psst», bout dem a spray tings

When bad man a step

Tell bwoi stay inna dem yard inuh

Machine dem nuff and clip broad inuh

Head buss neck pop like a cord inuh

Ratbat guh hard inuh

Hothead

Man a di wickedest ting

Pon di battlefield

Nyam dem food, call it a Happy Meal

Pose like yuh tough

See how di double mouth shotty feel

Wuss bwoi na’afi know everything inside a reveal

911 cross the road mi hear a catty squeal

Tyres a peel, Gatlin a spin like a ratty wheel

Anyone a dem think dem wrenk and facety

Tell dem fi face mi

Cause mi nuh fake mi know mi got it real

Dem nuh bad

None a dem out deh dem nuh bad

Trace and hype dem nuh bad

And we naafi brag bout the things weh we have

Dem bwoi deh

We nuh gi dem no ratings

Sit dung like gyal a chat bare tings

Wid a bag a man a follow back a dem

And a stretch out hand fi pot scrapings

Bwoi

Salt Spring the clip dem broad inuh

Salem we a go hard inuh

St Thomas straight round to the Junction

Dem fi know Clarendon na’ave no heart inuh

Daylight

Infrared wid bare light

Exercise like Bugle so the K light

Heavy metal mek you Rock and Roll

And you done know dem ting ya nuh weigh light

Ayy the only time dem bad a pon Snapchat

Couple video clippings wid people things stop dat

Yo dem bwoi nevn knowfi build a one pop

Man will tun you inna waan broad black back

Dem nuh bad

None a dem out deh dem nuh bad

Hype and trace dem nuh bad

And we naafi chat bout the things weh we have

Dem bwoi deh

We nuh gi dem no ratings

Sit dung pon we name a chat bare tings

Have a bokkle a cologne

And a «psst psst», bout dem a spray tings

Man a step

Go back inna yuh yard inuh

Machine wid di sittn dem broad inuh

And when the thugs dem a do road

Anuh Pitbull when di things a bark inuh

Bun Ova, Bun up, Bun up, Blazing