You know I don’t even blame youYou didn’t notice usWe started to shineYeah
They didn’t notice ’til the moment I started to glowNow pretty ladies drop it lower than konko belowIs that the reason that I carry my shoulders so high?I guess it’s just the arrogance starting to show (trust me)Now it’s all about the commas when I’m speaking grammar (woo)Balenciaga bag under the agbada (yeah)Remember when we couldn’t even break bread? (break bread)Now I’m sitting at the table observing my mannersChop bag, clean mouth, everybody codePull up backstage, every groupie no be hoFunny when you blow you be everybody bro (I swear)At least I got lifelines to show (let’s go)
Make no man come pour sand sand for my garriMe I dey grind non-stopMe no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, uhAs I dey run my runMake no man come pour sand sand for my garri, uhMe I dey grind non-stopMe no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, uhAs I dey run my run
Money, won le le, won le le, won le ba oWhen we come through you know we shut it downPretty girls wanna buss it for me nowUh, oh no, yeahWon le le, won le le, won le ba oPretty girls wanna buss it for me nowWhen we come through you know we shut it downUh, oh no, yeah
Oh yeah, yeahAll she wear na Gucci Gucci na na, yeahOmoge see as you sweet like sushi sushi, na na, yeahNew money, new moneyOmo no be new money please don’t call me, ayOld money, old moneyOmo ama le won lere new money, yeah, yeah
Chale make you no dey waste my time (time)Tell me why you wan dey call my line (yeah)‘Cause if it’s not about the kudi oSay me I don’t give no damn24/7 I’m on my grindBe like say you no understand‘Cause if it’s not about the kudi oSay me I don’t give no damn
Money, won le le, won le le, won le ba oWhen we come through you know we shut it downPretty girls wanna buss it for me nowUh, oh no, yeahWon le le, won le le, won le ba oPretty girls wanna buss it for me nowWhen we come through you know we shut it downUh, oh no, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See me see wahala, hmmEnemy wanna do me bad, hmmEverybody know I no dey shout, hmmMe I got my mind on the bag, hmmWhy you wanna run me scam?If na race I go run your kele put am for my lap, hmmManager uninstall TwitterBe like I go let the money start to talk for me, hmm
Now dem a dancing to my reggae and my blues and my dancehallSinging word for word to my music they call jargonI be spitting fire to the mic like a dragonWent from jumping danfo in Isolo to a wagonI be writing songs every day in my parlorWho you wan underrate? No go try me I bad ganI be the king, I be the heGimme the keys to the MercedesLook gentle but I dey gba gan
Make no man come pour sand sand for my garri (yeah)Me I dey grind non-stopMe no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, uhAs I dey run my runMake no man come pour sand sand for my garri, uhMe I dey grind non-stopMe no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, uhAs I dey run my run
Money, won le le, won le le, won le ba oWhen we come through you know we shut it downPretty girls wanna buss it for me nowUh, oh no, yeahWon le le, won le le, won le ba oPretty girls wanna buss it for me nowWhen we come through you know we shut it downUh, oh no, yeah
