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artist
Bawo, Scorcher & Jme
Shelloff
183
Hip-Hop/Rap
Shelloff adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Say Nothing Records tarafından 25 Eylül 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıSurf's Up
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AlbümSurf's Up
Çıkış Tarihi25 Eylül 2026
FirmaSay Nothing Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM68

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bawo
Bawo
Performer
Scorcher
Scorcher
Performer
Jme
Jme
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bawo Eburajolo
Bawo Eburajolo
Songwriter
Tayo Jarrett
Tayo Jarrett
Songwriter
Jamie Adenuga
Jamie Adenuga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bawo
Bawo
Producer
MIDNIGHT PHUNK
MIDNIGHT PHUNK
Producer
Max Beecher
Max Beecher
Producer

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[Verse 1]
Like a bus that you ain't never caught before
You're wondering where do I get off
Like a man who ain't never been caught before
The way I make this ting let off
You can tell that I'm boujee
The prawns could talk, they'll tell you how my man shell off
I'm in airports more than the store these days
Get my bag checked and we just jet off
Everything is life
What you love, hate, like?
Tell me what the fuck am I scared of?
Huh?
Hot pot, that's jollof
Me, I got what you ain't, got what this takes
Big man, but I drop-kick stage like Jeff Hardy when they put up a cage
Big, big, big fat grin on the mains
I spent all my money, but I just got paid
Show you how to flip this rage
Wanna chat about oh my days
[Verse 2]
And like a man who ain't been on a plane how I might just hold my place
Too gassed like I just got a fade, tryna hold my gaze, might show my face
And now I'm in a Westfield tryna spend dough for the times it was wishful thinking
But there ain't nothing that wanna bring home, now I got an expensive this ting
Anything that I touch finna win ting
Turns out giving a fuck is the in ting
You ain't working enough
But you're linking a one ting who can't help noticing this ting
I, I, I put my wrist in, bring it back out, have the whole ting glistening
[Chorus]
Like a bus that you ain't never caught before
You're wondering where do I get off
Like a man who ain't never been caught before
The way I make this ting let off
You can tell that I'm boujee
The prawns could talk, they'll tell you how my man shell off
I'm in airports more than the store these days
Get my bag checked and we just jet off
Everything is life
What you love, hate, like?
Tell me what the fuck am I scared of?
Huh?
Hot pot, that's jollof
Me, I got what you ain't, got what this takes
Big man, but I drop-kick stage like Jeff Hardy when they put up a cage
Big, big, big fat grin on the mains
I spent all my money, but I just got paid
Show you how to flip this rage
Wanna chat about oh my days
[Verse 3]
The flow's wicked and bad like bouncer and 'em
I don't give a fuck 'bout clout on the net
Them boy, they can't go around this again
I throw fire like Dhalsim
Flying, I'm handsome
Tell a likkle MC tryna do man's ting
That you're too young for some bine
But in the meantime we can go and give that to your dad then
I tell 'em don't mix up my ting with their ting before it gets cheeky, bro
Or we can go and give that to your uncs
Push and drop man in a pack like runtz
Showerman rap, this ain't backpack stuff
Fuck a diss track, I'll attack that punk
Catch him backstage, watch a man get snuffed
Step on that stage, watch a man fuck it up
'Cause I'm on a good run, but man's still a thug
But I can't believe that I'm here
I see Tion Wayne, lower E man in here
You say my name, like a genie, I'm there
I grant your wish, have a decent career
Cah you know that dead bros sell the most albums
You tried to blow, but you got a next outcome
Go tell the world where you got your next sound from
Fuck all that though, big up Saffron
[Verse 4]
Yeah, serious
Like a man that ain't ever been shift before
I don't know what a rest is
Boy Better Know where the best is
In tea, like a half digestive
No watch, no chain
Priceless aura
Rude boy, you wouldn't forget this
Just know that a man got punched in the face
If you hear I got ice on my left wrist
Bawo, Bawo-ne, J-M-E, of course I'ma bless this
Hit the studio, bars
Hit the booth later
Yeah, chef kiss
Bare time since been bottle-tested
True say none of them man got a death wish
There's more where that came from
Catch man on tour if you're interested
Written by: Bawo Eburajolo, Jamie Adenuga, Tayo Jarrett

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