[Pre-Chorus] Badman need no thermometer Hot from spring to the summertime What your girl needs is a BBC So I chop her clean like a cannibal (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus] In case you don't know I be Blaq to the bone I no be the guy wey the girls go dey jonze In case you don't know, I don dey smoke igbo Think oh, think oh, 'fore you play for my zone, yeah In case you don't know I be Blaq to the bone I no be the guy wey the girls them dey jonze In case you don't know, I don dey smoke igbo Think oh, think oh, 'fore you play for my—
[Verse 1] Knack am, knack am, knack am tеach her carpentry When I chokе her neck she call me majesty Me no like to chop another person thing But if she come around I give her BBC Bomboclaat me spread her leg like gymnastics Me part it, eat that booty me nah care if it's plastic Long as she looks like Nancy Isime, I put that booty in the air
[Pre-Chorus] Badman need no thermometer Hot from spring to the summertime Your girl needs this BBC So I chop her clean like a cannibal (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus] Yeah In case you don't know I be Blaq to the bone I no be the guy wey the girls them dey jonze In case you don't know, I don dey smoke igbo Think oh, think oh, 'fore you play for my zone
[Part II]
[Skit] You know what you need? A nice hard fuck That will bring you back to your fucking senses Jesus Christ!
[Verse 2] Ayy, uh They told me toxic music is sellin' But this one no be sales, this is real life, tell em' Share my pain then I count my blessin' One track on the album fit be about your girlfriend Shit is real I don't cuff nobody Shit that I seen, I don't trust nobody, love nobody Just need a girl with a bangin' body Diana Eneje come touch this body I watch her IG with sound off 'Cause man don't want no distractions Thinkin' about how she look takin' backshots A lot of girls hate me though but I be in the stu' pennin' daily flows I told her don't love me too much, but you know these hoes (Fuckin' asshole) Maybe it's abandonment issues Might need therapy someone to see too My dad left me mum had to hustle Let love in the mornin' just before breakfast Many thing life taught me before eight sharp I keep many hoes, my life a large acre Never put a bitch before paper
[Outro] They told me toxic music is sellin' But this one no be sales, this is real life tell em' Share my pain then I count my blessin' One track on the album fit be about your girlfriend Shit is real I don't cuff nobody Shit that I seen I don't trust nobody I don't trust nobodyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
