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[Intro]
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
(E gang, E gang)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Essie gang, Essie gang, Essie gang, yeah)
(Essie gang what, Essie gang yeah, Essie gang what, Essie gang, Essie gang what)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(E Gang, E Gang, Essie Gang, E Gang, Essie Gang)

[Verse 1: Octavian]
And I got 1 b*tch 2 b*tch, 3 b*tch
Need to hang off on me because that's a slip (slip ting)
See that life we live 'n they don't want here (never, never here)
Can't stare at me I will dip and you (gone!)
Stand like brick
Your man be talking all that sh*t
Looked at my face he know's how to funnel it (sick of whispers whispers)
Me, I don't stunt I really do it
Turn you to another b*tch, f*ck 'em I got

[Chorus]
1 b*tch, 2 b*tch, 3 b*tch, 4 b*tch, 5 b*tches
Imma make 'em come alive (come alive, come a-)
Deep up in the night then get it right (get it right, get it-)
Boy, you're not like me you're shy
And I got 1 b*tch, 2 b*tch, 3 b*tch, 4 b*tch, 5 b*tches
Imma make 'em come alive (come alive, come a-)
Deep up in the night then get it right (get it right, get it-)
Boy you're not me, you ain't got shine
[Verse 2: Octavian]
Why you upset?
Upset, 'cause your girl gave me head?
It was dead to be honest (dead ting, dead ting)
They said them man have straps
They ain't gonna do nothing (they ain't gonna do nothing)
Put it on my mothers (Put it on my mothers)
All they do is sit down them man are not bothered
One check not enough, got the mandem covered
But the feeling thing
Wheel up the ting in the dance, Essie gang get lock off
Do our ting and then f*ck off (f*ck off)
You can hate me, you can rate me, but you ain't got

[Chorus]
I got 1 b*tch, 2 b*tch, 3 b*tch, 4 b*tch, 5 b*tches
Imma 'em come alive (look left, look right)
Deep up in the night then get it right (eh look left, look right)
Boy not me you ain't got shine

[Verse 3: Swift]
I got 1 b*tch, 2 b*tch , 3 b*tch, 4 b*tch, 5
Can't forget about my side, oh my
I make them come alive, oh my
Picking up my line mmhm mhm mhm I don't lie
Who's that ting with the back off
Boujie ting on bruddas, do my ting then f*ck off
Lock off the dance then run off
Who had the game on lock, then we just lock off
I love my cuz, love my sis and I love my bruddas
Told my uckers
What happens under the covers, stays under the covers
Boy don't swear on mothers, I don't lie to the bruddas, only lie to the judges
Got a chocolate darling, my lighties custard
I know bare bare bare bufftings but mans not bothered
[Chorus]
I got 1 b*tch, 2 b*tch, 3 b*tch, 4 b*tch, 5 b*tches
Imma make 'em come alive (come alive)
Deep up in the night then get it right (get it right)
Boy you're not like me you're shy

And I got 1 b*tch, 2 b*tch, 3 b*tch, 4 b*tch, 5 b*tches
Imma make 'em come alive (come alive, come a-)
Deep up in the night then get it right (get it right, get it-)
Boy not me, you ain't got shine
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