Top Songs By Tion Wayne
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tion Wayne
Vocals
Russ Millions
Vocals
Gotcha
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamron Lloyd Chevannes
Songwriter
Millwood Batchelor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Donoghue
Mixing Engineer
Gotcha
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
E-E-English girl named Fiona
Big-batty gyal named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, bring it to the owner
[Verse 2]
Man, I'm still upon the roads, couldn't left
Still chatting to my bros on the tech
Fuck that, man, I don't give a F
What you wanna get, smoked? Cigarette
English-English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, ay, come closer
[Verse 3]
Vida loca
High as a kite, never sober
Hyphen, hit 'em with a crowbar
Free up my bro Casanova
Badman persona
Badman alone can control her
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bet over
Push in my hood, take anaconda
Throw back like Ed Hardy
Stay fly, I'm high like Jeff Hardy
Wet, wet, like the tsunami
Big Russ fuck up the punani
Pum-pum turn up, I hit that raw
Fuck with this tip and she ball out, "Lord!"
Bossman in your gyal like God
Pum-pum wake up, everything mad
[Verse 4]
Yo, yo, I got more than a mill' in savings
But you can still get a shaving
If I ever get caught by the paigons
Badman I ain't just waving
Live my best like, like I'm on One Acen
In my face, love the altercation
But with my shank, that's abomination
Gyal with a big back's my weakness
But when I punch man, it's grievous
They'll play back the CCTV
When I banged him, my defense said, "Jesus!"
All my brothers gotta ball like the Lakers
Every time I see her arse, "What the fuck?"
Every time I see that arch, it's amazing
Me and Russ like Freddy and Jason
[Verse 5]
Man, I'm still upon the roads, couldn't left
Still chatting to my bros on the tech
Fuck that, man, I don't give a F
What you wanna get, smoked? Cigarette
English-English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, ay, come closer ----
[Verse 6]
Turkish peng from North London
Let me hit that raw, baby, no condom
I'm a bad boy, Off-White, no Sean John
Ver çarşaf baba bana, so harman
I'm one, fiyatım zıpladı like Jordan
Beldeki emanet korumam
Run to the money, ben yorulmam
Still chat with the bros, yellin', "Free them" (Free them)
'Pon road, gettin' dome from Çiğdem
All the opps go dead, I don't see them (See them)
When I touch down, did it with a İrem
I'm paid, ben onu bunu bilmem bilmem
Paid in full like Ace (Ace)
When I hop in the Wraith, if I'm dyin' today
Mattie heb ik geleefd
[Verse 7]
Man, I'm still upon the roads, couldn't left
Still chatting to my bros on the tech
Fuck that, man, I don't give a F
What you wanna get, smoked? Cigarette
English-English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, ay, come closer
[Verse 8]
English girl named Fiona
Big-batty gyal named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, bring it to the owner
[Verse 9]
E-E-English girl named Fiona
Big-batty gyal named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, bring it to the owner
[Verse 10]
Man, I'm still upon the roads, couldn't left
Still chatting to my bros on the tech
Fuck that, man, I don't give a F
What you wanna get, smoked? Cigarette
English-English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like cola
Back up, back up, ay, come closer
Written by: Russ Millions, Tion Wayne