NAIJ (Radio Edit)

(Aye, TB, TB)

(What you telling me, bro?)

Creeping round and my boys start spinning like the ceiling f-

Huh

Creeping round and my boys start spinning like the ceiling f-

Huh

Creeping round and my boys start spinning like the ceiling fans in Naij'

(I can't lie)

(Just jump off the music ting)

(Bro, you're-) Then

Caps in my teeth from AC

Want beef but I'm chill like AC

Uh

Want want beef, they hate me

Can't see nothin', they're blind like Daley (blind)

Ain't been in the - but I still smell like it

Everyting right, check that like a Nike tick

4 door Benz, tryna run up the mileage

Talk dem ah talk, they hiding

Huh

Wan' be like me, you can't (no way)

42 and I'm up in the dance

Back to the trap, let's do it like Lance

First glance and she really wanna take that chance

Rah, you wanna fly up to France?

Bare guys just do it for the... (some nerds)

Just do it for the... Whole ting dead if I rise my- (arm)

I can't lack, I can't slip

You're not bad, you're a - (some nerd)

You try ride with the ting on ya hip

Now my lil brozay wanna ride with the blick

Can't lie, I don't rate my man

I don't think that he rates me too

But I'm going up and he's gonna watch

And they're staring TB like "Who knew?"

Aye Dottz, you got the blicky

None of them boys know nothin' bout pressure (uh)

Still scoring points like Nectar

But I wan' put dem boy on a stretcher (uh)

Talk dem ah talk, Alexa

Brexit, man's famous like Dexter

Hah

And I got the sauce, but all the young - can't catch up

(Hah)

(Who the - is TB Stacka???)