Stress

(Yeah)
Who wan stress for this life
Nah to de vibe with the guys (Yessir)
Tell dem say we no de fake for this side (No cap)
Everything come real plus the ice (Bling)
Who wan stress for this life
Not me tho
Stab man back with the knife
Not me tho
Come all black plus the ride
That's me bro
And I got ten girl for the side

(Look)
Soon as you de stress me
Then you da ex ting
I'd rather give you beck (Eh)
Then run a check
I been plotting on my next
But you de flex
And the ting weh de my neck
You wan know the price of the ting weh de my neck
(Well it's)
Let's keep da ting private
I don't go less than a hunna on the highway
Fetty Wap, bae you could come my way
I ain't Simon but she still gon do what I say
I say I say come Friday
Shaking all the windows when I pull up in the driveway
(Vrmmmm)
All that gwalla and I made it on a light day (Yessir)
Goddamn, say he made it on a light day (Of course)
And the whip e be moving like Mbappe
Ghana girl going crazy with the waakye
(Ayeeee, Ohhhhh)
Ghana girl going crazy with the waakye
I no wan stress I just wan chill
Big Rolex with a crib pon a hill
Shoutout my ex you gon make me a mil
Say the crown pon my head I'm the king of the Ville
Baby I don't want stress (No stress)
I just wan chill (Just chill)
Big Rolex with a crib pon a hill (Big one)
Shoutout my ex you gon make me a mil
Say the crown pon my head I'm the king of the Ville

Who wan stress for this life (Mhmmm)
Nah to de vibe with the guys
Tell dem say we no de fake for this side (No cap)
Everything come real plus the ice (Bling)
Who wan stress for this life
Not me tho
Stab man back with the knife
Not me tho
Come all black plus the ride
That's me bro
And I got dem girl for the side

(Ahhh)
Big man (Ahhh)
Real hot stepper (Yessir)
Yeah they good but they know I'm better
Treat the mike like a big beretta (Baow)
Take aim at them man and then let off
Whole team let off
Whole place wet up
Now we got the cheese; mozzarella and cheddar
Me take an L when I move man never
Me take an L when I move man never
They wan beat me them no fit beat me
Come from gutter nothing was easy
Now my water e taste like Fiji
And my girl voice e sound like Siri
They wan beat me them no fit beat me
Come from gutter nothing was easy
Now my water e taste like Fiji
And my girl voice e sound like Siri
I no wan stress I just wan chill
Big Rolex with a crib pon a hill
Shoutout my ex you gon make me a mil
Say the crown pon my head I'm the king of the Ville
Baby I don't wan stress I just wan chill
Big Rolex with a crib pon a hill
Shoutout my ex you gon make me a mil
Say the crown pon my head I'm the king of the Ville

Who wan stress for this life (Mhmmm)
Nah to de vibe with the guys
Tell dem say we no de fake for this side (No cap)
Everything come real plus the ice (Bling)
Who wan stress for this life
Not me tho
Stab man back with the knife
Not me tho
Come all black plus the ride
That's me bro
And I got dem girl for the side



Credits
Writer(s): Ebenezer Chinne
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