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COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
ANTHONY BABATUNDE ONALAJA
Composição
Letra
how far omo iya mi?
ki lon lo?
'gba wo lo ma drop REAL AFRICA BABY 2?
ki lon shele?
(skeeyooo)
Okay, stretch
Go, I'm locked in
Lil' boy drivin' fast
I pull over off that Vicodin
Know I can't be last
How my mama raised me, I'ma win
My main bitch got a halo
She a angel, but she still sin
If we talkin' cash
A must
Bags, we trust
Main bitch thick as fuck, can see that ass
From front
Bend that shit right over, I'm tryna catch
A hol' up
Rag all on my head just like a pilgrim
I might hold a K for all my dawgs, told them sic 'em
He stay tryna rap, give me bars, but I don't feel him
**** too emotional, can't vibe, too much friction
Ay, okay, West Coast Chanel
Exclusive, no retail
Skybox high as hell
Want cash, I must prevail
Mo money, YSL
Okay, stretch
Go, I'm locked in
Lil' boy drivin' fast
I pull over off that vicodon
No, I can't be last
How my mama raised me, I'ma win
My main bitch got a halo
She a angel, but she still sin
If we talkin' cash
A must
Bags, we trust
Main bitch thick as fuck, can see that ass
From front
Bend that shit right over, I'm tryna catch
A hol' up
Rag all on my head just like a pilgrim
I might hold a K for all my dawgs, told them sic' em
Written by: ANTHONY BABATUNDE ONALAJA
