Lyrics:
Cause if a nigga still moving then he holding it down
I had two Jags, but I lost both them bi-tch-es
I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea!
We from a town where
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
Shot callers, clear the whole block like we po-po
Round and round we go, it don't stop
Till we all get dough, come on, make it hot
Baby girl do
I'm coming from SD, and Du Lo is my religion
Bi-b-b-b- atch!
Round and round we go, it don't stop
Till we all get dough, come on, make it hot
Baby
I can't fall me I don't deserve it
Cashing out everyday baba do miracle
Everyday by day I just wan Dey gbadun o
Appreciate me
Celebrate me
If you no
an extra life, like, "Take this"
Now get your ass back in that game, bi-
Don't take sh- for granted, and don't take sh-, give it
Only bull you should take
Ta ta ta ta
Yeah yeah yeah
It goes one for the money
Two for the show
Three for those that don't know Taiwo
I met a girl wey too dey vex
Mo ya sa fun
things
Mpanyinfoɔ kas3m bi they say people forget
People forget, good things that we do, good things that we do
Good things that we do !
People do, people
Izung
Ichá
Afizere atuk dim
Nyazong ayong abo mbeh
Wan ya kusok,
Kusok bi Kusok
Kusok bi Kusok
Izung wan ya Kusok
Kusok bi Kusok
Kusok bi Kusok
Izung
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh)
Yeah (Uhuh)
Yeah, it's all about high stakes man (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
High
has gone
And you are not the only one
To be scared beyond repair
by all my lies
What a wonderful day to call it off
Shu-ba-ru-ba
What a wonderful day
Hardest nigga alive
I gotta bitch she so bad but she bi I don't know why
I got
.45 by my side I don't know why
I got 4 bad bitches eating Five Guys
Fluent, Wrist froze, but da Fit Drip fluid...
Bi**hes know im hot as a Motor, She Brought coolant..
Black Jeans, but pockets, Dey got Blue in It
Da
-da miles
All I wanna do is cut on the decks wild
But edition up here bi-da miles to the center
Reliever of duty, Plug One mosies in
And I be like, "Yo G,
my hands, hands, hands above my head
Mes petit's monsters, hands in the air
SING IT!
I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry
Nothin' boosts me more, or suits me beautifully
There's nothin' you can do to me, stab me, shoot at me (ahh)
Psychotic, hypnotic product I got it
Nothin' boosts me more, or suits me beautifully
There's nothin' you can do to me, stab me, shoot at me (ahh)
Psychotic, hypnotic product I got it
na turn by turn
Aimo asiko lo damu eda
You do your own
I go do my own
I don fall I don rise o
This life na turn by turn
That Iyanu boy oh
It's 4G gang
a taste
Light up a flame,
Inhale the cannabi-bi-bi-bis
It no matter where you stand deh pon di hesmisphere
The amount of your income, what type of clothes
with the bandana
You rocking the baseline really hard like Apala
Emi ti mo' rapala bi omo rapala
Mo wo agbada kin toh ma japata
It really be the ones you
rat race
Adey concentrate!
Aha medidi mpo na kye d3 by day
Gye di de megye wo di )y3 by faith
Me spec y3 size eight
Nso sesia mehu bi mpo a Adey
In everything we do there's comparison
In every field you in there's competition
They say we go blow but when my be my season
Why is it that in this
me pop my trunk
Show you my amps and my Mossberg pump
Because when I pull it most niggers run
Fool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet
tun
Du siehst wie die meisten nur Scheiße verbreiten und Pisse erzeugen
Kool Savas!
Doch lässt es zu!
You don't want it with
Mir oder meiner Crew,
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