Текст песни
Yeah, go by go (Go by go)
With the 2 by 2 (With the 2 by 2)
We don Dey rant
Don Dey come yeah
We don Dey send them
Niggas like whoa (Nigga like whoa)
Yeah
With the 4 by 4
Yeah, wrist on froze
Wrist on gold
Grab that nigga chain
Them fold
And I hit that nigga, yeah, eh
Yeah, yeah, with the 4 by 4
When Dey se Dey hold
Shawty tell me that she want some more
Everybody knows that I pull up in the tele when you see me tele they fold
Pull up with money
Mehn, you gotta know
Pull up with my guys
Like ini miny mo (Ogbeni feli feli)
Girl, I know that you looking at me
Yeah, I be fucking on your tele
Uh, ready, you gotta be ready
I don’t even know my flow
Fuck that, niggas are ready, uh, yeah
Came wit my 4 by 4
In her sweet 16
My Sensenia
She a real gango
Shawty move with bazu
Like my alter ego
Any how, we Dey rogged am
Any how, we go rogged am
Whatever life throws
We fit go deathroll
The Lord on the throne
Does know my intention
Always sick
Christ save us
From infections
Temptations there
Dema keep calling me
Bad Gyals
Dema keeping me
But I go where the money calls
Only baze
Where the big banks baze
Illegals and contrabands
Counterfeits, they were part of the plan
And I said one day to my own day one
Let’s go out and chase and secure the bag
So I stepped out and went after bands gangs
Out here doing it with the gangoskiii
Man like Zak’s and man like Alisa
One time for Kruz Yana and Donski
Ganged up, yeah
And we still been ganging
Organized team
It’s more like a syndicate
Wey dey execute
No Dey hesitate
Spent time in the bakery
As it be
Out here
Go to war
To the Lord
DIY on your own
DIY on my own
Go to war
Go to war
Go to war
Go to war
Go to war
Go to war
Go to war
