Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shay Mula
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nooshin Rafati
Songwriter
Anton Flanders
Composer
Lyrics
oh they wanna talk now man was on lockdown
they went ghost -casper
now they wanna sort out coz they got drawn out
doing up badders -no pasta
no pig like rasta mans from brum
so he said mm faster
gripsin the pews
tips in the pews
praying to the skies like a pastor
he said he could handle bars
holding on to my love handles
one hand he handle a bra
other hand too lit - candelabra
said he wont bruise it - ripe banana
send the location - right nananana
twist me like rubix- too therapeutic
singin like music - nananana
hook
money make that
bread break that
future shape that
doing laps like race track
grindin came back
chill laid back
shinin ray band
cant lie man i rate that
money make that
bread break that
future shape that
doing laps like race track
grindin came back
chill laid back
shinin ray band
face to face he said take that
verse 2
he said - bring that bumper
gimme your number
fat like Arab money
told him keep on the keffi-yeh
gripsin the jelly-yeh
legs be turnin spaghetti yeh
Queen like Freddie yeh
gift like a Hediyeh
buss confetti yeh yeh yeh yeh
ooh they wanna inbox
ride til the tip soft
said he Roddy Rich no Rick Ross
put it inside like a gift box
said he wanna spoon and stretch - gridlockd
said he wont bruise it - ripe banana
send the location - right now nana
twist me like rubix- too therapeutic
singin like music - nananana
Written by: Anton Flanders, Nooshin Rafati