Afro Jigga (feat. Rema)

Punchline **** (Yee)

Afro Jigga (Woo!)

Nightlife killah

A sci-fi **** with my sweet brown sugar (Brown sugar)

High time **** (Yuh)

Six whole figures (Six whole)

Hoes one dig am (Eh)

Sci-fi **** with my sweet brown sugar (Eh)

Dema know say me a baller, Maradona

Charli no dey mess with the bobo

She dey gimme dirty wine for the corner

Girly wey dey make man dey Nor nor

Me my **** finna pull up in a Rover

Gyals dem wan be my odor

Mana jigga mana killer mana soldier

No man mess with my honor

Every boss needs a dime (Yeah)

Give you love (Yeah)

Never time (Never time)

Feel the force (Oof!)

In every line

It's not only my whisky that's getting better with time

Our music now is opening doors you can never close

They tell me that Afro's bigger than hair on an older Hov (Ooh)

Now everything that's on me is customized to my frame (Frame)

All is Nigerian-made except for the dollars o

You think you're in my class, but that flight's been delayed (Hey-ey)

Yeah

I think with all the luggage that I'm taking I'm over the weight

So I leave a heavy middle finger right here in your face

You know I'm badly behaved

I'm on a flight now, ****

You can't connect, bad wifi, ****

Aiming for my chest 'cause it's five times bigger

It'll take more than shots to test my liver (Brrrap!)

'Cause I'm a punchline **** (Yee)

Afro Jigga (Woo!)

Nightlife killah

A sci-fi **** with my sweet brown sugar (Brown sugar) (Ooh whoa)

High time **** (Yuh) (Yeah-ee-yeah-yeah)

Six whole figures (Six whole) (Hoes)

Hoes one dig am (Eh)

Sci-fi **** with my sweet brown sugar (Eh)

Dema know say me a baller, Maradona ('dona)

Charli no dey mess with the bobo

She dey gimme dirty wine for the corner

Girly wey dey make man dey Nor nor (Nor nor)

Me my **** finna pull up in a Rover (Skrrr skrrr)

Gyals dem wan be my odor

Mana jigga mana killer mana soldier (Mana soldier)

No man mess with my honor

I wanna thank God Baba esé gon

All of my day-ones, all of my day-ones

All of dem rody, we go jaye lo

Who do the beats? Ozedikus, LONDON

I'm that dress code killah

Afro Jigga

Oga no be today

You can ask dem ****, yeah

I got a taste for that XO liquor

One hand upon her waist

And I get so triggered

Yeah, we make the stacks grow bigger

Until I'm high enough to be that Astro Jigga (Ooh)

Got my whole city in flames

You don't need to point fingers

I'm that **** to blame

'Cause I'm a punchline **** (Yee)

Afro Jigga (Woo!)

Nightlife killah

A sci-fi **** with my sweet brown sugar (Brown sugar)

High time **** (Yuh)

Six whole figures (Six whole)

Hoes one dig am

Sci-fi **** with my sweet brown sugar

Yo what up, what up, what up

Is your boy Remyboy

And I'm chillin' with my jigga **** LADIPOE

You know where we come from

It's family shit, bruh