The Season - I-Octane

Mi serious right through the year

Now a time fi mi lighten mi spirit

Mi feel like mi would a run mi credit card

High to the sky, to the limit

Cause a the season

White T’s, neat jeans

And a brand new golden eagle

And every gyal a get down to the point

Straight up like a needle

Liquor buss in a dem head

Dem a drop, dem stop like a vehicle

And the thugs dem nough

Suh wi nuh fear people

Mi a do mi thing like mi never do before

Gyal a whine and a tell the don seh a fi mi hole

When the liquor done mi a bring it home

Meck shi fling it down

Cause a fi mi town

Right now mi happy like when school over

Nobody cyaa get mi out a da good mode yah

Full charge turn it up louder

Like Chavis wi a crush dem road

Sun hotter than toothache

Wi fresh like toothpaste

Every week wi fly out like suitcase

Diamonds, pon diamonds shoelace

Right now a the season

Atom summer and winter

Every gyal waan mi paper like printer

Gwaan drink a soda you, caw you nuh thinker

Da party yah turn like blinker

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