Lyrics

Yeah (zinobaby) It's that boy from Italy yeah TBFI Tribe Don't fuck with us yeah Bro This ain't joke my bro e choke I've been out here I've been at war War outside shit be mental War inside best be gentle no No I never been pressed to release no statements Honor and Loyalty was the agreement If you a opp don't break the arrangement My mans so skeng like Freddy Kruger Puna mine she know I own her Love the way I hit that bunda That's why that's why she loves to do me In skengs we truss Pray I don't buss If she don't fuck with us her loss Cos am a boss, drink some Voss No go muzz When you see me just know that I'm patterned Slap that lil bitch leaving him flustered Doing opps dirty leaving 'em battered Scamming and winning all that we mastered Give the God the glory give it to Jah Jah Finessing a long time I do it like Mompha Man's no man in the middle like Pogba Mans at the top top Didier Drogba My momsi got no clue I'm in the streets for real I'm in street for food Ain't done no good for food Ain't done no good for food yeah We came in your hood nice and clean (paow) You came in my hood gunned and burned Your mandem retaliate oh no you don't This ain't joke my bro e choke I've been out here I've been at war War outside shit be mental War inside best be gentle no No I never been pressed to release no statements Honor and Loyalty was the agreement If you a opp don't break the arrangement My mans so skeng like Freddy Kruger Puna mine she know I own her Love the way I hit that bundaa That's why that's why she loves to do me In skengs we truss Pray I don't buss If she don't fuck with us her loss Cos am a boss, drink some Voss No go muzz No go muzz oh no go muzz Dem no dey tell person
Writer(s): Kelvin Napoleon Etinosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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