Letras
This guy
Me and BOJ go way back to the days of baby GAP
Expressing ourselves in Gbagada
Going from London to Manch'e like wanmara
And it doesn't matter
Alte' pioneer, putting our hands to the sky
Everyday the father's day, 'cause we father the whole scene with our sons and daughters
Nobody could stop us because the flow been gorgeous
We always kept it real
We never underestimated no one or nothing
That's my boy, you understand?
We keeping blessed and we're always stunting
Gbagada express, fully alte
Alte gods, alte pioneers
The game is the game
You already know why where we at, love