Harmonise
Singing to these bitches like I'm Harmonise
I heard your verse and I got traumatized
My life is a movies niggars dramatize
She just wanna give me head I told her never mind
Gucci bags Louie belts niggar uber rides
I'm never stopping for the suit and tie
I said they pay attention I don't use a dime
Yea
Nobody with you better choose a side
Once you cap on my name I ain't letting it go
My niggas is ready to go
I'm finna bounce on you blow after blow
Nigga ain't street but I fuck with the code
Swear I ain't cheap but I fucked with them hoes
Coz niggas be actin like those
Don't need no bros
Niggas got jokes
Don't need no hoe
They ain't fuck with the law
Niggar got jokes but and swear I be getting the doh
Naeza I count now fast for sure
Yea am chilling with your hoe
Ninja alisema he on go
AAH!
I'm in a dilemma is we go
Hata sikusoma I know I ain't
I ain't know I ain't know I ain't
Siezi sema I ain't snitching
Singing to these bitches like I'm Harmonise
I heard your verse and I got traumatized
My life is a movies niggars dramatize
She just wanna give me head I told her never mind
Gucci bags Louie belts niggar uber rides
I'm never stopping for the suit and tie
I said they pay attention I don't use a dime
Yea
Nobody with you better choose a side
I be chilling with my brazza
I be chilling with my brazza
Young King Natty Rasta Luv
I been chilling with my brazza
I'm only chasing for bags I get it try to invest
Nataka hiyo mullah to double up, so it's pressure to the max
Wanajua I'm nothing like them
Mi ni kingwai, we ni kingem
Mi ni kichwani, we ni kiten
I gat my foot on the gas
I be chilling with my brazza
I be chilling with my brazza
Young King Natty Rasta Luv
I been chilling with my brazza
Ey!
I be dripping leta dusta
I dropping verse like a pastor
On the grind I'm a hustler
What I'm drinking ain't fanta
What I'm doing is rapping
Yah Me rapping like I work for Santa
Shawty fine I'mma gas her
I get high like I'm Nasa
She gat claws like a panther
Rest in peace T'Challa
I'm the King Mufasa
2 puffs of that shada
10 toes hakuna kulala
Cat on the couch call that sofa paka
She do my dreads I'm a rasta
We just killed it tumemada
I'm out with my boys making the noise
Your bitch is bored fucking with toys
She tryna love you she ain't gat not choice
She ain't gat no choice
I heard your verse and I got traumatized
My life is a movies niggars dramatize
She just wanna give me head I told her never mind
Gucci bags Louie belts niggar uber rides
I'm never stopping for the suit and tie
I said they pay attention I don't use a dime
Yea
Nobody with you better choose a side
Once you cap on my name I ain't letting it go
My niggas is ready to go
I'm finna bounce on you blow after blow
Nigga ain't street but I fuck with the code
Swear I ain't cheap but I fucked with them hoes
Coz niggas be actin like those
Don't need no bros
Niggas got jokes
Don't need no hoe
They ain't fuck with the law
Niggar got jokes but and swear I be getting the doh
Naeza I count now fast for sure
Yea am chilling with your hoe
Ninja alisema he on go
AAH!
I'm in a dilemma is we go
Hata sikusoma I know I ain't
I ain't know I ain't know I ain't
Siezi sema I ain't snitching
Singing to these bitches like I'm Harmonise
I heard your verse and I got traumatized
My life is a movies niggars dramatize
She just wanna give me head I told her never mind
Gucci bags Louie belts niggar uber rides
I'm never stopping for the suit and tie
I said they pay attention I don't use a dime
Yea
Nobody with you better choose a side
I be chilling with my brazza
I be chilling with my brazza
Young King Natty Rasta Luv
I been chilling with my brazza
I'm only chasing for bags I get it try to invest
Nataka hiyo mullah to double up, so it's pressure to the max
Wanajua I'm nothing like them
Mi ni kingwai, we ni kingem
Mi ni kichwani, we ni kiten
I gat my foot on the gas
I be chilling with my brazza
I be chilling with my brazza
Young King Natty Rasta Luv
I been chilling with my brazza
Ey!
I be dripping leta dusta
I dropping verse like a pastor
On the grind I'm a hustler
What I'm drinking ain't fanta
What I'm doing is rapping
Yah Me rapping like I work for Santa
Shawty fine I'mma gas her
I get high like I'm Nasa
She gat claws like a panther
Rest in peace T'Challa
I'm the King Mufasa
2 puffs of that shada
10 toes hakuna kulala
Cat on the couch call that sofa paka
She do my dreads I'm a rasta
We just killed it tumemada
I'm out with my boys making the noise
Your bitch is bored fucking with toys
She tryna love you she ain't gat not choice
She ain't gat no choice
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Writer(s): Bryan Maikuri
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