Tyla - MR. MEDIA

Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey... Bare ke lemeke Bare ke lemeke Bare ke lemeke Bare ke lemeke Misdemeanor, why, why, why? Why you gotta tell 'em, lie, lie, lie? Honestly I'm not surprised Always talkin' 'bout my whine, whine Mister Media, why, why, why? I just said I was fly No matter how hard I try I can never get it right It's Bacardi but I like to twerk They gon' love it if I like it first Remember when I used to fight with words? Really, I should be worse I should be meaner, why, why, why? Who I? None of your concern What I? None of your concern (woza la) Bare ke lemeke (la-la-la) Bare ke lemeke (woza la) Bare ke lemeke (la-la-la) Bare ke lemeke (woza la) Yeah, I'm out of this world, I'm out of Mars Whole stock goes up if I'm on your arm Zone change, I don't know what time I'm on Bad bitch, I ain't always got time to talk Too bad, yeah, I know I'm difficult You'd be too if you had my visuals You'd be too if you had material (woza la) Misdemeanor, now why, why, why? Why you gotta tell 'em lie, lie, lie? Honestly I'm not surprised Always talkin' 'bout my whine, whine Mister Media, why, why, why? I just said I was fly No matter how hard I try I can never get it right Bare ke lemeke (woza la) Bare ke lemeke (la-la-la) Bare ke lemeke (woza la) Bare ke lemeke (la-la-la) It's Bacardi but I like to twerk They gon' love it if I like it first Remember when I used to fight with words? Really, I should be worse I should be meaner, why, why, why? Who I? None of your concern What I? None of your concern (woza la)