Lolu, Bianco, Bluef7ame - LEKKI SINS Lyrics

You can’t call my phone we gotta keep it on a low
Your friends keep on asking questions then I might just fold
Keeping all these secrets all the pretty Lies we told
I think that they know we can’t do this shit no more
Ok like pretty little lady from Atlanta
Are you coming Lagos for December?
Pls don’t tell you man don’t even bother
How do you do today?
You in Lagos city for the break?
I got the juice like it’s lemonade
Your man the past like it’s yesterday
I eat the kitty like Frittole
Molly ontop of her tongue she bout to shoot for the sun
I think she falling in love
I think she young and she dum
You gonna get yourself burned flying too close to the sun
100 round dome to your dome
While that bitch giving me dome
Ouuu wawee
Think I went too far she gon take the pole and smoke that shit like a cigar
You can’t call my phone we gotta keep it on a low
Your friends keep on asking questions then I might just fold
Keeping all these secrets all the pretty Lies we told
I think that they know we can’t do this shit no more
I’m a hit you back I got no service on my phone
I can’t even trip I’m out here fucking with these hoes
I got 2 bad girls
Out here lurking in my home
I ain’t going out sad
My main bitch she gotta know
Sit that pretty ass on my face lemme test drive
Lately, I’ve been smoking paper planes that’s the best high
You can relocate and come and lay on the west side
Lately, we’ve been going through some things in the next life
You can’t call my phone we gotta keep it on a low
Your friends keep on asking questions then I might just fold
Keeping all these secrets all the pretty Lies we told
I think that they know we can’t do this shit no more

You can’t call my phone we gotta keep it on a low
Your friends keep on asking questions then I might just fold
Keeping all these secrets all the pretty Lies we told
I think that they know we can’t do this shit no more
Ok like pretty little lady from Atlanta
Are you coming Lagos for December?
Pls don’t tell you man don’t even bother
How do you do today?
You in Lagos city for the break?
I got the juice like it’s lemonade
Your man the past like it’s yesterday
I eat the kitty like Frittole
Molly ontop of her tongue she bout to shoot for the sun
I think she falling in love
I think she young and she dum
You gonna get yourself burned flying too close to the sun
100 round dome to your dome
While that bitch giving me dome
Ouuu wawee
Think I went too far she gon take the pole and smoke that shit like a cigar
You can’t call my phone we gotta keep it on a low
Your friends keep on asking questions then I might just fold
Keeping all these secrets all the pretty Lies we told
I think that they know we can’t do this shit no more
I’m a hit you back I got no service on my phone
I can’t even trip I’m out here fucking with these hoes
I got 2 bad girls
Out here lurking in my home
I ain’t going out sad
My main bitch she gotta know
Sit that pretty ass on my face lemme test drive
Lately, I’ve been smoking paper planes that’s the best high
You can relocate and come and lay on the west side
Lately, we’ve been going through some things in the next life
You can’t call my phone we gotta keep it on a low
Your friends keep on asking questions then I might just fold
Keeping all these secrets all the pretty Lies we told
I think that they know we can’t do this shit no more