It's T M P O

TWO THOUSAND AND SEXY

YA GET ME

RRR

Tell me how you feel, t-tell me how you feel

I don't want nobody round me

Cus I'm tryna make a kill, yeah a killing

Pop out with my brothers

Have these utes all in their feelings

Racks up to the ceiling, that's just how I'm feeling

Tell me how you feel, t-tell me how you feel

I don't want nobody round me

Cus I'm tryna make a kill, yeah a killing

Pop out with my brothers

Have these utes all in their feelings

Racks up to the ceiling, that's just how I'm feeling

Naija boy I could've made it from a bank card

Turn your whole bank account into a scrap yard

I like the finer things in life I gotta live large

Still won't hit the same without the dargys

Thick one had her heart broke now she thin again

Shout me when your heart whole or when you thick again

Bad ting made me crash out the plots thickening

Wavy, I'm Steezo baby that's if your listening

Tell me how you feel, t-tell me how you feel

I don't want nobody round me

Cus I'm tryna make a kill, yeah a killing

Pop out with my brothers

Have these utes all in their feelings

Racks up to the ceiling, that's just how I'm feeling

Tell me how you feel, t-tell me how you feel

I don't want nobody round me

Cus I'm tryna make a kill, yeah a killing

Pop out with my brothers

Have these utes all in their feelings

Racks up to the ceiling, that's just how I'm feeling

Goofy brudda roly poly in your bitch

Rrr rrr

Eating right so she gymnastic on a stick

Rrr rrr

Wilberforce was the times of a good lad

Rrr rrr

Till he went and turned into a prick

I gotta run, I got a mission

Go get the bag come home when I'm finished

I'm the piece to that puzzle you was missing

But these bands will never lie because she listens

Tell me how you feel, t-tell me how you feel

I don't want nobody round me

Cus I'm tryna make a kill, yeah a killing

Pop out with my brothers

Have these utes all in their feelings

Racks up to the ceiling, that's just how I'm feeling

Tell me how you feel, t-tell me how you feel

I don't want nobody round me

Cus I'm tryna make a kill, yeah a killing

Pop out with my brothers

Have these utes all in their feelings

Racks up to the ceiling, that's just how I'm feeling

T-Tell me how you feel, cus I'm, cus I'm tryna make a, tryna make a

T-Tell me how you feel