Lyrics
Put that on my mama
Need to teach these niggas manners
Need to teach these niggas
Ah!
Am not a rapper am a money lover
These gold chains on my neck i got it selling copper (trap trap)
When i say trap i mean take risk and prosper
It's a cut throat hella system be ready to slaughter
And it might be your brother!
But tell me why
Showed niggers love and they turned their back on me
Suddenly n sahindi yuli gno sambanni
N tiehila nmalla zonima, asheela nmalla frienemies
They try to kill me silently
On my mama
Need to teach these niggas manners
Aku tooi nye a lagbihi ni a zangli nahimma
If you switch a side ma'as salaama (ma'as salaama)
On my mama
Need to teach these niggas manners
Aku tooi nye a lagbihi ni a zangli nahimma
If you switch a side ma'as salaama (ma'as salaama)
Body getting darker but my money getting cleaner
I be moving with the action never been a dreamer
God be blessing me in many ways even though i'm a sinner
And we getting all this mills and they getting meaner
Cuh tell me why (tell me why)
They cut our wings but still we looking fly
Bi bahla yelmangli ka gbubla lies
They can't catch up even if i die
Problemaniacs for life !
On my mama !
Need to teach these niggas manners
Aku tooi nye a lagbihi ni a zangli nahimma
If you switch a side ma'as salaama (ma'as salaama)
On my mama (mama)
Need to teach these niggas manners
Aku tooi nye a lagbihi ni a zangli nahimma (no no no my brother)
If you switch a side ma'as salaama (ma'as salaama)