Wasted (Bonus Track)
Lyrics
Yeah
Lets get it
Say
Arm’s stretched wide
Can I have this dance?
Step one two one two
Arm’s stretched wide
Left hand pon your waist yeah
Girl you know I’m wasted
Ayy
Finger licking every single time I touch it
Baby bouncing on my shit
Damn she a bad bitch on the sheets
No trace when we hit
Late nights on the crib
Gear 5 when I pull up in my city get me licked
Last night we dey sip alomo
Four shots she dy fajji gon gon
Let a young nigga from the east
Hold you down till you bleed
Then you beg for mercy and the next Squirt underneath
Fargo
You ain’t really speaking from your heart like you need to
That could be a problem that can be solved by EQ
Gat me an eye that go wider than eagle
Dawg I gat to see what you diving me into
Darling you need who ?
Bullet from a pistol in your couchie gonna kill who ?
Ee eww
You
You out here to meet who
I gat me a meeting with an eye physician
I gat me eye problem from trying to see proves
Telling you that you gonna run me blind gonna seem rude
My mind gat an expensive habit
Of shooting for the stars
If you stand around for too long is gonna hit you
Ranti Polly calling me rude
Dirty ratchet calling me hood
Might just load my mind with a couple Godly slugs and crack and kill you
Pew
Chii !
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Yeeeeeee
Sometimes I think out loud thinking about sad times thinking about bad things I already be crying inside sometimes I think you wicked your mamba kiss poisonous but, you always find ways to make me smile my soul melts every time i see you take me a lot stray bullet my heart almost bulletproof
A girl is a gun
Threw a bag on the bezel on each Rollie
Let there be light off the flick of the wrist only
Came off bat Bruce Wayne or Mick foley
Fuck is you saying?
Think somebody beyond glory y’all must be cheffing on cheap kpoli I’m with your mum duke
Shut the back of the horse of madiba’s love story
Yeah
Lets get it
Say
Arm’s stretched wide
Can I have this dance?
Step one two one two
Arm’s stretched wide
Left hand pon your waist yeah
Girl you know I’m wasted
Ayy
Finger licking every single time I touch it
Baby bouncing on my shit
Damn she a bad bitch on the sheets
No trace when we hit
Late nights on the crib
Gear 5 when I pull up in my city get me licked
Last night we dey sip alomo
Four shots she dy fajji gon gon
Let a young nigga from the east
Hold you down till you bleed
Then you beg for mercy and the next Squirt underneath
Fargo
You ain’t really speaking from your heart like you need to
That could be a problem that can be solved by EQ
Gat me an eye that go wider than eagle
Dawg I gat to see what you diving me into
Darling you need who ?
Bullet from a pistol in your couchie gonna kill who ?
Ee eww
You
You out here to meet who
I gat me a meeting with an eye physician
I gat me eye problem from trying to see proves
Telling you that you gonna run me blind gonna seem rude
My mind gat an expensive habit
Of shooting for the stars
If you stand around for too long is gonna hit you
Ranti Polly calling me rude
Dirty ratchet calling me hood
Might just load my mind with a couple Godly slugs and crack and kill you
Pew
Chii !
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Ye ye ye
Yeeeeeee
Sometimes I think out loud thinking about sad times thinking about bad things I already be crying inside sometimes I think you wicked your mamba kiss poisonous but, you always find ways to make me smile my soul melts every time i see you take me a lot stray bullet my heart almost bulletproof
A girl is a gun
Threw a bag on the bezel on each Rollie
Let there be light off the flick of the wrist only
Came off bat Bruce Wayne or Mick foley
Fuck is you saying?
Think somebody beyond glory y’all must be cheffing on cheap kpoli I’m with your mum duke
Shut the back of the horse of madiba’s love story
Writer(s): Asa Quana, Chiemelie Ezeasor, Glory Umu-aham, Latino Perrico, Marcel Nnachetam
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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