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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
RawLL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tochukwu Ojogwu
Lyrics
Bitrus Ishaya
Lyrics
Oghenetega Ovbagbedia
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Delis
Producer
Lyrics
Peace man imma chat you later
Pon road imma real go getter
It's cold in the streets I tell ya
Ten toes man ah real big stepper
Working man ah stacking paper
Man know I don't fuck with paper
Shooter man say them owe me favor
Don't make me use
Don't make me use em
Don't make me use em
You acting foolish
My man them stupid
Don't make me use em
Don't make me use em
You acting foolish
My man them stupid
Omo I Dey
Omo boy I no be Omo Ase
Ten toes down I Dey stack my Kpa
Double the schemes and
Collect my pay
Collect my pay
Double the schemes and
Collect my pay
Collect my pay
Double the schemes and
Collect my pay
Let it breathe
Man's tryna know my pedigree
It's just too much energy
But mum's still expecting a law degree
I'm from the trenches, came from the slums
E be the reason why I can't slow down
See, my hot Dey blood like this, I Dey burn like this
You can never see my candle out
Okay
But in case dem wan try, na just to place call,
Fall out my guys and tools
Even if Olokpa stop us, I swear to God 'Se
Dem no fit touch my goons
Babban magana
Dan Jimeta, babban Matsala
Toh a yau ko sun Makara
Put the city on lock, na sa Sakata
Peace man imma chat you later
Pon road imma real go getter
It's cold in the streets I tell ya
Ten toes man ah real big stepper
Working man ah stacking paper
Man know I don't fuck with paper
Shooter man say them owe me favor
Don't make me use
Don't make me use em
Don't make me use em
You acting foolish
My man them stupid
Don't make me use em
Don't make me use em
You acting foolish
My man them stupid
Don't make me Tanana all my guys
Dem Dey for jungle, dem Dey smoke Igbo
Dem no find trouble, dem no fuck Okpo
E no concern you how they make their dough
We get assignment where my consignment
I carry Luga! Ehn!
Big boy wey Dey strike for Spain, they said I own Laliga
Kareem Benzema, 9 millimetre, ODUMODU how far
Maupheen I'm headed to that bar
Men Dey wey Dey play my Lamba
For there like Dan Buran ubanka
Kawai!
I Dey see some foolish men for the bush, I go use my comb
Dem no get Lamba for their throats
"Big gun, can I use your own?"
Can they take my throne? What?!
They must be mad or something
On a minimal force, when I hop on track, I Dey hold my own
Peace man imma chat you later
Pon road imma real go getter
It's cold in the streets I tell ya
Ten toes man ah real big stepper
Working man ah stacking paper
Man know I don't fuck with paper
Shooter man say them owe me favor
Don't make me use
Don't make me use em
Don't make me use em
You acting foolish
My man them stupid
Don't make me use em
Don't make me use em
You acting foolish
My man them stupid
Written by: Bitrus Ishaya, Oghenetega Ovbagbedia, Tochukwu Ojogwu