Dice
Spent two racks on a chain man
But it feels the same man
Shawty pay I reimburse
Don't mean I'm rich man
Solo concert I really played man
Electrifying my genes for better hormones
I really said that
From the estates to zongo
Mad love
I really have that
Road trip to Ibiza
Shawty was a keeper
Shot my shot she saved it
She like kepa
All these lines de asem b3ba
Ride around with a bigger flex
How you gon style me with a one dollar shirt
It's a free world so you gotta work
Mogye baya killa I no Dey like stress
I be shy guy but your boobs ago press
Ekow se Menbu no
Oh yes menbu no
Been in Asia for a while nti no menhu no
Mey3 killa wc zongo nanso menku no
Asocden abocden killa me menkulu
Barawawanchi barazukanchi
This be hausa kakra a me i learn for the Street
I been spilling and chilling
Say your price and I'm billing it
Dreams do come true
Innit
But you sleeping
Innit
Girl you freaky
Innit
Tryna slid and slid in
You a tough girl
Innit
So you a slay queen
Innit
You a show off
Innit
You chop breakfast
Innit
He broke your heart
Innit
Sniper Dey do some killing
Me I want some healing
I really like this rhyming
Ebe like I'm joking
Spliff no wche pass it
Why rastaman dey fear ganjaman then the rastaman no be ganjaman
Cos if rastaman be some ganjaman then the ganjaman be some bcclaman
We in the trap all day smokin sativa
Livin young wild and free like wiz khalifa
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Six figure point like a hexagon
Gremlin shit nigga I'm so far gone
Suck your mother
You my son
What a life
It's never nice
Midland zongo vibes
Street Naamu nei
They said I'm going bankrupt
I got bands for days
Hit his spleen and torso
Can't walk for days
You see say kwashey never dey fear Face
See the mob comin killa wukye
Killa wukye
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
But it feels the same man
Shawty pay I reimburse
Don't mean I'm rich man
Solo concert I really played man
Electrifying my genes for better hormones
I really said that
From the estates to zongo
Mad love
I really have that
Road trip to Ibiza
Shawty was a keeper
Shot my shot she saved it
She like kepa
All these lines de asem b3ba
Ride around with a bigger flex
How you gon style me with a one dollar shirt
It's a free world so you gotta work
Mogye baya killa I no Dey like stress
I be shy guy but your boobs ago press
Ekow se Menbu no
Oh yes menbu no
Been in Asia for a while nti no menhu no
Mey3 killa wc zongo nanso menku no
Asocden abocden killa me menkulu
Barawawanchi barazukanchi
This be hausa kakra a me i learn for the Street
I been spilling and chilling
Say your price and I'm billing it
Dreams do come true
Innit
But you sleeping
Innit
Girl you freaky
Innit
Tryna slid and slid in
You a tough girl
Innit
So you a slay queen
Innit
You a show off
Innit
You chop breakfast
Innit
He broke your heart
Innit
Sniper Dey do some killing
Me I want some healing
I really like this rhyming
Ebe like I'm joking
Spliff no wche pass it
Why rastaman dey fear ganjaman then the rastaman no be ganjaman
Cos if rastaman be some ganjaman then the ganjaman be some bcclaman
We in the trap all day smokin sativa
Livin young wild and free like wiz khalifa
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Six figure point like a hexagon
Gremlin shit nigga I'm so far gone
Suck your mother
You my son
What a life
It's never nice
Midland zongo vibes
Street Naamu nei
They said I'm going bankrupt
I got bands for days
Hit his spleen and torso
Can't walk for days
You see say kwashey never dey fear Face
See the mob comin killa wukye
Killa wukye
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Six six six
On the dice
We in the trap
No snitch no mice
You come around my nigga get sliced
Most high
What a life
Credits
Writer(s): Jessey Kumah
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