Rapid Fire (feat. Shane Eagle, Amaarae & Tomi Agape)
Aye, remember couldn't get a 20 from my mum
Now I drop 20 on her lap 'cause I'm on
I feel the love when I'm riding through the city
But I see 'em looking at me
Pray the bullets don't hit me from the side
Yeah, but legends never die, no
Yeah, good weed in my lungs you know where I'm at
Straight from the slums and I can't go back
No, I won't go back, no
I keep one rolled for my dead homies
Okay now, once a rasta man rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Okay na once a rasta man, rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Okay now, feigning that I kiss her
Lies hit her with another line
Freaky but I socialize like this
Sober, but I feed her wine
She miss the bad times
Santi want to beat the rhyme like this
Okay now, somebody's slurred
'Round a figure with the almighty flirt
Super missy 'cause she cost like the purse
Wanna ring her with my almighty lurk
Me come like the nurse, so me
Mi kill her bomba bomba sla
Mi kill her with the biggie bomba bomba sla
Me kill her, one splitter
Rampant Jane kisser me na like to crunch your born bones
Now closer
Mi kill 'em with the rapid fire
Kill 'em with the rapid fire
With the rapid fire
Say mi kill ya with the rapid fire
Kill ya with the rapid fire
Dripped in diamonds and rubies like I'm daughter to Jacob The Jeweler
Spilling Ace of the Spades on my wrist
That's a rollie, a mueller
I am sp-sp-sp-spending all his mula
Fly mamacita with the chocha put that on my putas (just hit me when I swerve)
Know I've sat on many niggas
'Cause it's like they'll never change
My own desire for love is now my joy and pain
And when I feel like flexin'
Whose gonna ride for me?
It can't be no one else just you, Santi
Okay now, once a rasta man rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Okay now, once a rasta man rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Obae, obae, obae, ola
Obae, obae, obae, ola
Now I drop 20 on her lap 'cause I'm on
I feel the love when I'm riding through the city
But I see 'em looking at me
Pray the bullets don't hit me from the side
Yeah, but legends never die, no
Yeah, good weed in my lungs you know where I'm at
Straight from the slums and I can't go back
No, I won't go back, no
I keep one rolled for my dead homies
Okay now, once a rasta man rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Okay na once a rasta man, rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Okay now, feigning that I kiss her
Lies hit her with another line
Freaky but I socialize like this
Sober, but I feed her wine
She miss the bad times
Santi want to beat the rhyme like this
Okay now, somebody's slurred
'Round a figure with the almighty flirt
Super missy 'cause she cost like the purse
Wanna ring her with my almighty lurk
Me come like the nurse, so me
Mi kill her bomba bomba sla
Mi kill her with the biggie bomba bomba sla
Me kill her, one splitter
Rampant Jane kisser me na like to crunch your born bones
Now closer
Mi kill 'em with the rapid fire
Kill 'em with the rapid fire
With the rapid fire
Say mi kill ya with the rapid fire
Kill ya with the rapid fire
Dripped in diamonds and rubies like I'm daughter to Jacob The Jeweler
Spilling Ace of the Spades on my wrist
That's a rollie, a mueller
I am sp-sp-sp-spending all his mula
Fly mamacita with the chocha put that on my putas (just hit me when I swerve)
Know I've sat on many niggas
'Cause it's like they'll never change
My own desire for love is now my joy and pain
And when I feel like flexin'
Whose gonna ride for me?
It can't be no one else just you, Santi
Okay now, once a rasta man rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Okay now, once a rasta man rapid fire
Popo wanna break her down, rapid fire
Hoping for a better round, rapid fire
Brr-ya, brr-ya, babamba
Obae, obae, obae, ola
Obae, obae, obae, ola
Credits
Writer(s): Oluwademilade Ayobamidele Alabi, Ama Serwah Genfi, Osayaba Owen Ize Iyamu, Shane Patrick Hughes
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