Lyrics
Ye ye ye ye ye ye ye
Bunna Empire
Ye ye ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye ye ye
Listen
I'm not here just to waste time
So dont you waste my own time
Or just face me on FaceTime
We can get it right if you think its the wrong time
Oh lord my **** too lit for that fuck shit
Faster than you **** when i'm slow
Depressed muafucker when i'm gonna blow
If my lady ain't praying then she gotta go
Past life was a slave but my present got the blings
If I wasn't with the plug in the church i'd probably be
Ama Jesus for my team so now I gotta bleed
Past life was a slave but my present got the blings
I Getty bed o I no dey sleep
I Getty Phone I no dey call
I Getty hoes we no dey fuck
Like radio all they do is talk
I Getty bed o I no dey sleep
I Getty Phone o I no dey call
I Getty hoes o we no dey fuck
Like radio all they do is talk
talk talk
So bad belle make you stay far away
Stay far away
Bad belle make you stay far away
I ain't dealing in no chias business
Look at my fancy pants
Dripping with swag and a vans
Ow the cash I glance
Drexxx the man with sense
Look at my fancy pants
Dripping with swag and a vans
Ow the cash I glance
Drexxx the man with sense
We smoked and turned to friends
We everywhere like Benz
Stay away from friends
I was confused at first
Until I met pretence
Then he snitched to sense
So I fought with hence
Never to go wrong in that sense
I Getty bed o I no dey sleep
I Getty Phone I no dey call
I Getty hoes we no dey fuck
Like radio all they do is talk
I Getty bed o I no dey sleep
I Getty Phone o I no dey call
I Getty hoes o we no dey fuck
Like radio all they do is talk
I Getty bed o I no dey sleep
I Getty Phone I no dey call
I Getty hoes we no dey fuck
Like radio all they do is talk
I Getty bed o I no dey sleep
I Getty Phone o I no dey call
I Getty hoes o we no dey fuck
Like radio all they do is talk
Like when I wanna chop there was no food
I was trash but my GOD said I am still GOOD
ye ye ye ye
Written by: Isaac Bunna, Victor Ekpeyong