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Faya was released on July 20, 2018 by Davido Music Worldwide, distributed by Jungle Entertainment Ventures as a part of the album Codename, Vol. 1

Song Details

AlbumCodename, Vol. 1

Release DateJuly 20, 2018

LabelDavido Music Worldwide, distributed by Jungle Entertainment Ventures

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM71

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dremo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Aboriomoh Femi Raymond

Aboriomoh Femi Raymond

Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

I’m on fire, I’m on fire

Music on fire, roof is on fire

Whoop, whoop

Trigger to fire, I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I’m employer, I’m employer, oh, I’m employer

If you don't get the job done, I’ll get another hired

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire anybody wey think say, I no get the dragon in me

Awa gbona feli feli feli, I’m the Koko, like I’m Bangerlee

I’m never saving all the money

But, I’m never balling on a budget

I predicted a Rolly on my left wrist

And, hell yeah, we got it, we got it

Dripping it (sauce)

Every goddamn thing wey I sow, I’m ripping it (Trust)

When I dey burn bush, Moses no stop me (Yur)

Not even a traffic light or popo can stop me

I’m on fire, I’m on fire

Music on fire, roof is on fire

Whoop, whoop

Trigger to fire, I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I’m employer, I’m employer, oh, I’m employer

If you don't get the job done, I’ll get another hired

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

First in my position, you a dry ass, you need lotion

I've been flowing like an ocean, I ain’t even close to closure

Boy, you **** with the wrong one, I'mma **** with your emotions

Chop your sister up like coleslaw, take your baby out like abortion

Killing these ****, I’m finna put 'em in a body bag

Tell me where the money at, cos I want the money back

Strapped like a fanny pack, no going back

Cos my 9 always gets offensive, like a quarter back

**** don’t know how to act when they see the gang

Coming through like bang dadadang

Always ready to drop it like it’s hot, ready or not

Till my **** pull up and put another body in the bag

Body anybody on a track

And I got the money in bank (Bank)

Lemme live my life, before I leave the life

Wanna double the money in the bank (Bank, bank)

Smoke these rappers like cigars

And I be killing 'em with the bars

Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire

Till I burn all your ****

I’m on fire, I’m on fire

Music on fire, roof is on fire

Whoop, whoop

Trigger to fire, I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I’m employer, I’m employer, oh, I’m employer

If you don't get the job done, I’ll get another hired

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

I go fire you o

Gaso-, gaso-, gasoline and fire

I just keep it burning, keep it burning, no dey tire

Ice on my neck would prolly melt, cos I’m on fire

I don’t rise from ashes, I’m the motherfucking fire

Written by: Aboriomoh Femi Raymond

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