Turn up
It's Cyan on the way nigga
Eyoh It's Phcity's favourite boy man
We outside, Omo you know as e dey be na
Ay, you feel me
Them dey fear say we don dey hot
But really we just dey warm up o
Omo I no be bad boy, but as the barnies dey
We gahs turn up bro
Man said he don't like me
I don't like you too so lock up bro
She don't like my sound
She don't like my style, mmm shut up too
Them dey fear say we don dey hot
But really we just dey warm up o
Omo I no be bad boy, but as the barnies dey
We gahs turn up bro
Man said he don't like me
I don't like you too so lock up bro
She don't like my sound
She don't like my style, mmm shut up too
Why this girl be moving mad
Is she out of her mind, like is she insane?
If you keep on playing my feelings like that
Girl I can't lie, you digging your grave
Just a regular girl to them, but I no fi lie you special to me
Once she stare at herself too long in the mirror
She go start to dey misbehave
If I fall, once I touch ground
I go bounce back like a ball (like a ball)
When it gets too heavy to carry alone
You know you can put it on God (on God)
Got the holy spirit in me, I'm certified till the afterlife (Amen)
Why you won dey lie, why you won disguise?
You not my Guy, you not my G
No dey call me bro, I no go shake your hand (mad man)
Eyoh man, it's Phcity's favourite boy man
It's true Spartan, no gang
Eyoh It's Phcity's favourite boy man
We outside, Omo you know as e dey be na
Ay, you feel me
Them dey fear say we don dey hot
But really we just dey warm up o
Omo I no be bad boy, but as the barnies dey
We gahs turn up bro
Man said he don't like me
I don't like you too so lock up bro
She don't like my sound
She don't like my style, mmm shut up too
Them dey fear say we don dey hot
But really we just dey warm up o
Omo I no be bad boy, but as the barnies dey
We gahs turn up bro
Man said he don't like me
I don't like you too so lock up bro
She don't like my sound
She don't like my style, mmm shut up too
Why this girl be moving mad
Is she out of her mind, like is she insane?
If you keep on playing my feelings like that
Girl I can't lie, you digging your grave
Just a regular girl to them, but I no fi lie you special to me
Once she stare at herself too long in the mirror
She go start to dey misbehave
If I fall, once I touch ground
I go bounce back like a ball (like a ball)
When it gets too heavy to carry alone
You know you can put it on God (on God)
Got the holy spirit in me, I'm certified till the afterlife (Amen)
Why you won dey lie, why you won disguise?
You not my Guy, you not my G
No dey call me bro, I no go shake your hand (mad man)
Eyoh man, it's Phcity's favourite boy man
It's true Spartan, no gang
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