Текст пісні The Season - I-Octane

The Season

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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(Repeat Verse 2)