Future ft. Fazi, Badman Kizzy, Mikoli, Gin Cruise & MOG Lyrics

Uh, FAZI, uh, TOBY on this ye, yeah, uh, yeah

Tell me who your loyal to, the bitches all niggas who

Niggas, niggas, tell me who (oh no uh no oh oh )

Who could put you in their shoes

Even if there's none

There's gotta be one

Don't play pickaboo

C'mon nigga look at you

There's so much you could do

Why not believe in you

Don't you know dreams come true

Look at a bigger you

Fucc them

Tell me who are you?

I'm a champion, a star and the fucking future too

Yeah

There's nothing you can do yeah

I'm focused on reaching my goals, I ain't trying to be broke

I'm trying to get the whole team froze, bitch, take off your clothes

And get on your toes, now I'ma take it down to fashion nova

I never really understood life, not even once till I got real older

That's why I don't really fuck with people, I be in the trap, whipping coke no soda

I'm trying to get that big bag, hope you all dig that

I'm done with your bitch bro come get your bitch back

I hit that, when I say your girl is wack, I believe that

Bad b, steady wanna argue with man

You know the opp boys can't fuck with the clan

Big, shotguns, if they want war with the clan

Maximum damage, you know say we bam

Anytime I pull up, it's a goddamn vibe

And you know this shit is amazing, blazing

Any time I come through, I'ma make this people crazy, yeah

She wanna give me that ahh shii, I forgot my line

And you know when I drop this shit, it's a banger, fucc fucc fucking crazy

Put it down to the corner, Abnormal vibe very sentimental

Anytime when I order, this shii I ain't even bothered

Men go slowly, Men go faster

Men go colder, Men go cast

Then I put it to your bladder, when you come through it's a curse

Wilmer to iyanakpaja

Ginie be the plug to their charger

Person no dey sleep for okada

Music be my trade and batter

Comot body for my matter

Make Dem no go chook you cha cha

Send you to my Lord and father

E be like them no know my matter

Ahhhn ehhnn

Oh baby

Gin, gin, kilo, kilo, sheyle

Ah, eh, your girlfriend

Say she wanna be my bebe

Ah, ah, oh baby

Gin, gin, gin, kilo, kilo, sheyle

Ah, ah, your girlfriend

Say she wanna be my bebe

A man go shot like shatal

Giving good vibe, it's a banger

Over, bazooka

Yeah, yeah, I don't take that

Yeah, the maker

Badman coming over

Skepta, I'm a driller

Hood thing, I'm a nigga

Call me MOG, the new star

Steady dropping bars like is nothing

Killing this beat on the regular

Yeah, MOG, the badman

Pass me the mic, wait

Na your girl them dey wash like plate

Na my boys dey get this cake

Been a long time coming, still keeping up to date

Your girl kate, dey for my gate

Early momo parol

But still she dey come late

Say she get faith say the money no go come late

She dey my estate and her baka be like tyre wey dem inflate