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Mizzy Banks
Performer
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Moses Isaac Benjamin
Songwriter
Letra
Alright bruh
Ehy
I hope y'all listening
Yah boi
It's your boy Mizzy Banks noni, haha
Ehy
I left Arizona when I heard
There was a loud party down in Colorado
Using the bombing to fight sapa
E be like say nah Tekwando
Ain't sleeping 'til I get the dough
Shebi nah me wan be Davido
So fast in the game, omo iyami
Shey you know say me no go fit slow
I'm so fly, smoking my loud
Aboby me I can't lie
The way I'm feeling the cruise
I'm feeling the cruise is my lifestyle
Dem be dey tell me to calm down
But me I like to fire down
Now my nigga I can't stand
I'm sorry shayo nah bastard
The way I kill the beat
You go think say I commit murder
Nah base on the way I dey drop the flows
In alphabetical order
Danzil make you record am
This gbedu dem must feel am
Dem nor dey tell person
Without sign board you go locate the dealer
I no dey carry matter for head, I dey mind my business
I no dey beef with anybody Jehovah nah my witness
Them say the boy eh bad
Dem say Me I too dey pop smoke
But I go forget light my loud and listen to Pop Smoke
Haha haha okay
You don't really need to drive and smoke
I mean drink and drive
Like seriously what am I really saying bruh
Gucci, Fendi
All of my niggas are trending
Today we pull up in Benz
Tomorrow we go pull up In Bugatti
Gucci, Fendi
All of my niggas are trending
Today we pull up in Benz
Tomorrow we go pull up In Bugatti
Gucci, Fendi
All of my niggas are trending
Today we pull up in Benz
Tomorrow we go pull up In Bugatti
Young humble nigga from E-D-O
Gat to get my paper every fucking day
Can not sleep gat to grind get some pay
No delay, jiggle jiggle, yea
All this mudafuckers don't know the way
Have been heading straight forth for the pay
Take some pictures niggas striking for a post
You don't know a humble nigga getting paid
I'm getting money I don't even owe you shit
Yea, I'm feeling fly spread my wings up like a bird
Can't stop me nah nah nah
Gat my own city standing on my back
Can not quit, I'm always rapping on track
They won hit a niggas looking on a map
Can not go dat conner you might get stabbed
Getting too high on a fucking low
Can not go cold, use a fucking stove
If this nigga talking burn them in their nose (nose o)
You on no how we ride stick to the code
Tell my Nigga I might punch 'em in the nose
If a nigga hating or lacking on a code
Work my own money, I don't need no hoe
Came from the bottom, y'all didn't even know
Gone are the days when the boy dey trek
Just to perform I beg
Now I dey flex, I keep in hundred percent
DJ King Swag on the deck
Vibe be like bottle eh just dey burst my head
E just dey burst my head
E just dey burst my head o
Gucci, Fendi
All of my niggas are trending
Today we pull up in Benz
Tomorrow we go pull up In Bugatti
Gucci, Fendi
All of my niggas are trending
Today we pull up in Benz
Tomorrow we go pull up In Bugatti
Gucci, Fendi
All of my niggas are trending
Today we pull up in Benz
Tomorrow we go pull up In Bugatti
Bro
Romeo has been blunt with me this past week
Roll me a blunt
Huh?
I said roll me a blunt
Huh?, But I'm tryna make you understand that
Romeo has been blunt with me and you said "Roll me a-a"
Oh, I see what you did right there
I see what you did right there
Haha
Writer(s): Moses Benjamin Isaac, Moses Isaac Benjamin
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