Lyrics:
Verify ma face
Dybala
Am je ko'r simíí
If I should need a hook
No lele I go call Simi
Man is on a mission
Kevin on da keyboard
Plenty plenty things
Sound
Common o baby girl dakun munumi dun
U & I are meant to be together check your keyboard
L O V E that's the keyword
This is reality no be zee world
Common o
on the gram, talking wrong
You ain't a killa you a keyboard pussy wearin a thong
Late night trappin you know I miss it
Trippin, trap ass van we hit them
should hop on the cruise
Man, y'all go crazy on keyboards
Let one of these youngins find out where you stay
They gone spin the whole night like a sleepover
metre with the keyboard drums and bass Right
Salty watchin my every move, really hurts to know I don't fuck with you
Talkin brash on the internet, with a keyboard feelin safe huh
Takin shots but
on my keyboard
Name Elon's baby
having short days and long nights
Keyboards and mics,
Bass chords and drum kicks
And we just gotta keep doing it like this
As we embark Operation Resurrect
the weather like my name was brother nature
Got the syrup with the sprite cause you know that I be blending it
Clip long as a keyboard, cause you know I be
rapping really sucks
So tough behind a keyboard
But afraid to knuckle up
So tell me punk
Do you really wanna try your luck
Cause you just might end up
shoes
sweet boy
He be using them
rap as decoy
Weve been whipping crack since school boy
I been playing with keys like keyboard
In this life I can’t settle
great
When they tryna hide me, I just got more to give
My keyboard is the input, My wallet is the output
Making them cash, That shit is smooth
Legendary
cock it back delete your mans
(Cock it back delete your mans)
Bitch I'm no keyboard, but this chop delete your mans
And I told this bitch I need space,
Spreadin' rumours around
They watchin' me growin' and how
Keyboard warriors internet clowns
(Fuck em)
Tu bolta phire
Hum abhi bhi wahi
Tum humse badey
(Lol)
phone just let you know huh
Bass be knocking on my bones I feel it in my soul huh
All you keyboard soldiers yeah we get them out and go
Choppa with
self defeat
Can't count how many times I've held delete
On the keyboard, record twelve discrete
Takes of frivolous drivel, I've never felt elite
But
language aint doing no talking
She dressed to kill come out a coffin
I stroke her like keyboards
Her nipples like keloids
We in them V toys she don't even
want to drop some millie on a Rollie
I only got my hands on a keyboard, cause that's how I got my money
Learn to dance with the gunplay
Our future is so
have no proof of ever meeting me a nigga had a glove
Typing on this keyboard everything that is on my mind
Finna rap bout Jesus everyday imma testify
I
niggas we go later Educate
For de street wen ur money come
Try to calculate
Erhh
I put ma trust in this keyboard
Everyday I keep on pressing I never Gv up
different
These man notice that
The intelligent
I'm a specialist
There's
No second guessing this
Man are keyboard warriors
Don't take a lot to phone to me
kangaka
Njiniya ufakeni na ufakeni na
Phathaphatha ufakeni kulengoma
Keyboard yakho ndoda ihlanyisa abantu
Ufakeni na
Celumusa ufakeni na
Kulengoma yami
gave the bitch keyboard and mouse cause she want me to control her
This shit just start getting hot for me, V8 out, I done blew out the motor
And my
time you talk, you better come correct
Hate me cause i'm different, hate you cause you're all the same
To all the keyboard warriors who can't stay in
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