Microphone know me
Gyal yo
Burna boy, them wanna know me
She say me give her the wickedest luv
Yh she say me giving her the wickedest luv
Say she can′t get enough of this luv
Burna boy a give the girl the wickedest luv
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
Yo, right!
Girl, you need to get your fuckin mind right
Drunk in the booty, breezy cannot drive right
Chics talking more tweets than a timeline
So, I'mma getting beating like a tambourine
Calories burning, spliffs in the morning, baby I′mma spark a joint
Then we fuckin on the moon feeling paranoid
Cumming all over the fuse seeking asteroids, stars and the asteroids
Collide that big back, now she moaning tell her friends that's a street slang
(Ah, shit!)
Then she trash talk, for the record she likes it lowkey no caps lock
But still me give her the wickedest luv
Gyal a say me giving them the wickedest luv
(Ya mad?)
Me give the girl the wickedest luv
Gyal a say me giving them the wickedest
Emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
Say mi nuh fih tell no gyal down to me
Mi nuh tell no gyal down to me
As you can see, man a bludclart P. I. M.P
Ya mad!
Yeah yeah yeah ya mad
Man a ask girl that me say ya mad
If she gyal wanna turn me to her dad
No, no, no
I give her the wickedest luv
Man a give gyal the wickedest luv
Gyal a say me give the gyal the wickedest luv uhn
Say me a give gyal the wickedest...
You know I, cah me give the gyal the wickedest luv
Gyal a say me give the gyal the wickedest luv
(Ya mad?)
Me give the gyal the wickedest luv
Gyal a know me give the gyal the wickedest...
Emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
Girl, you need to get your fuckin mind right
Why 're you acting so crazy
It′s been about two weeks right now
Late night night conversations
Now you want to have my baby?
I′ve got this girl named Shade
She be all up in my lo le
She coming big boy life for the party
Moet Chandon man I never do the Andre
Outcast, get it to my home
Give it to her strong like she sipping on Patrone
Other dudes now, they ain't never bother
LOS so wicked, like a step mother
Hoolla hoop, tell me what you wanna do
If you want to have sex, I′mma get you to my zoo
She ever take with me, she never fake
Cos I eat that putty good, I put it on my dinner
You know I, cah me give the gyal the wickedest luv
Gyal a say me give the gyal the wickedest luv
(Ya mad?)
Me give the gyal the wickedest luv
Gyal a know me give the gyal the wickedest...
Emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o

Writer(s): Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu, Eric Utere & Piriye Isokrari.