After OT Bop

Bro went court, never came back again
After OT BOP didn't need to trap again
Said I'm a liar but she's here again
Them man will be gassed if I acknowledge them

Reading the room but they think that I'm shy
Camo Dior, i came in disguise
Brought the whole entourage, came with the guys
Brought the whole entourage, came with the guys

Bro fresh home bought a skeng again
Had to saw the ting it had length again
Done man get away intelligent
Blazed him, suit and tie elegant
Get away driver you can't park deya
Hotspot feds interfere
Bleed like you man never fear
Bad bitch oversees like draya

If a pussy boy talks tell him to sit back
Money on his head now I just kick back
Your gyal wan Fuvk cos I got a big stack
You ain't Liam Neeson you won't get your bitch back

Packs flyin like wtf is that
This not a ufo but you go to space
Test mans gangster like boy are you bad
He ain't on stuff he under the ground

Free the killi them, the curb side you know we active
That boy my son so, I had to slap him
Vroom skrrt beep, man did it with passion
Vroom skrrt beep, man tear up your fabrics
Jump on his head, killi dem attack it
It don't even matter cause you know say we brang it
Grease up the boy-yo, you know it ain't jamming
To the bottom of the curb, to the world and back

Got a link for everyting
Even arms not limbs
So don't play games this ain't sims
I see them just cappin must be a new era
I wrap tee around my face
Tamera
Make shit get scarier
Dial my brudda
Me sef I just pay him for the service
Bro weren't playing tennis but got caught serving
Ridin on a Sunday n missed service

Bro went court, never came back again
After OT BOP didn't need to trap again
Said I'm a liar but she's here again
Them man will be gassed if I acknowledge them

Bro fresh home bought a skeng again
Had to saw the ting it had length again
Done man get away intelligent
Blazed him, suit and tie elegant

Hop in the mocta, we gon make the ting slap
Tell a man look forward, don't look back
Take it over there, then bring it back
For my whole life, man risk that

Wetin happen mi no know
Popo wanna know but mi say mi no know
Who done the crime, tell em mi no see
Who done the crime, tell em mi no see

My killi got nicked, he ain't been back
Cause he let it rip on the mains, that's facts
My killi dis strap put two inna bruck back
BG put a laser pun that

Money in my account got her counting on me
I'm a free man, but they locked up my g
Local guys wey get clout oversea
Area boy wey get clout oversea

You get wrapped by the gang like a chypher
Fuck wid the money yeah we ride like a biker
Still best friends with the bonsam
And yeah she say she feeling kinda lonesome

Who said I can? probably my imam
Who said I can't? The haters dem ah mad
This for the dance, tun'in up the dance
Blowing out her back she buss it when she can

Bro went court, never came back again
After OT BOP didn't need to trap again
Said I'm a liar but she's here again
Them man will be gassed if I acknowledge them

Bro fresh home bought a skeng again
Had to saw the ting it had length again
Done man get away intelligent
Blazed him, suit and tie elegant



Credits
Writer(s): William Mensah, Jordan Watson, Shandy Bongwala Bombusa, Abdul-jaiaal Adeyinka Arowosaye, Matthew Ojo, Ayodeji Mujib Shekoni, Patrick Brew, Dennis Awotwe Mensah, Chibuzo Chukwuemeka David Okeke
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