Apapa

I got the jazz I got the I got I got Yeah Jini I no fit forget when sapa been dey show for my eye Babe no gree put number for my palasa Raba no dey, na why And I been dey like all her pics Data come finish I no been fit come online My neighbour name him internet "use your sub" Because him no wan share WiFi Omo that 2014 na die Na who give up Na him fuck up, my guy I dey find alert wey go make my aza to shake And I no fit to stop, walahi Till I no get stress again for my life And the hustle dey intoxicate like kai-kai No such thing as too much money, na lie I need like five Swiss accounts standby Be like Kizz Daniel Rich till I die Owu, bye bye I no go spend this money softly My ticket been dey cut See, I no fit suffer for nothing My eye don see something (Mm) (Yeah) I gats to stay soft Till they close the coffin (Olohun my guy) As the ATM dispense the raba She misplace her pata I go like turn my garage to car park Na my container go full Apapa (Ji ma sun, ji ma sun) I used to be a humble guy But sapa no send my mama (Ji ma sun) I'm trying to be a rich nigga with no manners Never catch me standing akimbo (What?) Na marathon No be sprint o No forget say Hushpuppi been thief o Still come dey tension boys Till olopa burst Baba jump comot window Okay, him no jump But I know niggas wey see doings Come dey overthink o No go use your life play tinko Softly, softly, sere debe I dey stack my pepper jeje One naira no go remain for account before I kpai Use my last card tear boys shekpe On my deathbed One hand hold babe for ileke Go out like a legend RIP OJB Pretete If I touch this money I go stunt on my haters like Denzel Yes ke I no go spend this money softly My ticket been dey cut See, I no fit suffer for nothing My eye don see something (Mm) (Yeah) I gats to stay soft Till they close the coffin (Olohun my guy) As the ATM dispense the raba She misplace her pata I go like turn my garage to car park Na my container go full Apapa (Ji ma sun, ji ma sun) I used to be a humble guy But sapa no send my mama (Ji ma sun) I'm trying to be a rich nigga with no manners Na my container go full Apapa (Ji ma sun, ji ma sun) Na who give up, na him fuck up (Ji ma sun, ji ma sun) I dey find alert wey go make my aza to shake (Ji ma sun, ji ma sun) Rich till I die Owu, bye bye (Ji ma sun, ji ma) As the ATM dispense the raba She misplace her pata I go like turn my garage to car park Na my container go full Apapa (Ji ma sun, ji ma) I used to be a humble guy But sapa no send my mama (Ji ma sun) I'm trying to be a rich nigga with no manners (Ji ma sun, ji ma sun) Focus