It was me and B over there tryna walk about
Pagans tryna draw me out
Two man step, can you see me now
Assisting drillings and scoring goals like Mason Mount
True say that dem man are actors and they do it all for the clout
It was me and B over there tryna walk about
Pagans tryna draw me out
Two man step, can you see me now
Assisting drillings and scoring goals like Mason Mount
True say that dem man are actors and they do it all for the clout
It was me and GB in the T, couldn’t get no sleep with one eye open
Us man paranoid to the gut that the packs don’t get finessed or stolen
Got two, three cats in the back
Tryna make them dance like Michael Jordan
In the plug tryna half this stick for
The gang, I fit let it go like frozen
Go-go-gonna chase that bag, got packs hooded up in the bando
Green and white like a naija flag
When I shoot, I score in 3s, I don’t concede, better pass that pad
I put my trust in GOD but the F.U.Ts tryna get man bagged, tryna get man bagged
They say I’m a wizard, but I ain’t no wizard of Oz
Just like Tommy, man I got no heart, so I’m out here breaking laws
Got the packs on deck, got me feeling like Santa Claus
Everyday I’m making bread but the question is “Are you making yours”
Got hunger in my belly, I’m just tryna make some bread
Stay posted on the block, I see some undercover fed
I got a local darling tryna hop into my bed
Shit den, all I wanted was some head
It was me and B over there tryna walk about
Pagans tryna draw me out
Two man step, can you see me now
Assisting drillings and scoring goals like Mason Mount
True say that dem man are actors and they do it all for the clout
It was me and B over there tryna walk about
Pagans tryna draw me out
Two man step, can you see me now
Assisting drillings and scoring goals like Mason Mount
True say that dem man are actors and they do it all for the clout
Chop it, grub it, make a shop and then pass it
Ayy, okay okay, me I fit wear your top and then bag it
Don’t step to a nigga like me, you can just hold the corn if I slap it
Come back it, can’t hack it, brown and boujee, yeah she a savage
The A92 take over the nation, no afro like woah woah woah
We circle bars till we circle again
That’s round and round like a merry b go
And these opps there don’t move weight, they do high knees like cardio
Take my piece, I’m dishing out food that’s dark and white, no Oreo
We serve them a shot on Tecno, no no way no way
Like beg a man please try mad me, red card them cause I feel foul play
Two man step or I’ll do the man worse
And I’ll still slap shots like a fadeaway
Yeah I can box man up like Tommy but I don’t need no Molly Mae
Man I spit facts to the beat all day, unlike creme brulee
Small boy, why you run away?
He got pressed in the sand cah the jakes
Don’t go and swing it, swing it like Chuks
He denied his gang in the grave
He stepped round there broad day, Ponto, got a boot to the face
It was me and B over there tryna walk about
Pagans tryna draw me out
Two man step, can you see me now
Assisting drillings and scoring goals like Mason Mount
True say that dem man are actors and they do it all for the clout
It was me and B over there tryna walk about
Pagans tryna draw me out
Two man step, can you see me now
Assisting drillings and scoring goals like Mason Mount
True say that dem man are actors and they do it all for the clout
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