HO! Lyrics

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

Ho! Ho! You ain't shit

Ho!

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

Ho! You ain't shit

Ho!

Niggas is slippery niggas is soapy

And we don't fuck with snails only eat them up as toppings

I'm knee deep in that pink they get no hoes they still dey soapy

Drop hits straight out the kitchen

And that's word to Hilda Baci

Swear I'm fly they filled with stuffings

When I'm live I leave a gore scene

Battered beats bodies in coffin

Blow head backwards Benja Button

See hear and speak no evil I let money do the talking

OG had to go back and bom he had the tools but had no login

No capsule he had to lock in

Shh

Live life fast still I pick up the pace no dey slack

When I peel off I'm blowing heads back

When I go off it's like an attack

I no dey look Uche face I fit even stab Uche for back

My joy has taken a flight civility just left the chat

Fuck up the cash running it back

In my tennis I'm swinging like Rog

Swear I'm Fed up of niggas they taxing

Give a fuck I don been a bastard

Celebrating my luck and past and

Then I put in the work multitasking

Up to no good like Mr. Chow my antics got me antsy

There's not sitting down we been up we don came down

But they can't keep us there

We don bomb we don PayPal what will it be next year?

People act like they ain't living now

Nothing new is certain under the sun

E don arise before I made it I'm fucking proud

Still forward I forge

And I may be bent somehow but at least I ain't a

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

Ho! Ho! You ain't shit

Ho!

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

Ho! You ain't shit

Ho!