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Featuring(s) : Tion Wayne

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[Intro]
4PLAY, 4PLAY

[Verse 1]
My habibti calls me dirham not a goat
My nigga stay smoking on that igbo
Canadian loud or gelato
Pretty girl say she needs some shayo
Say she wanna do me, sexually
I'm mad, I'm crazy, mentally
Get bagged tryna free yourself financially
Area boy, Tion Wayne, fatality

[Chorus]
Sometimes I pray but don't go to church (Fuck that)
More time I had more faith in cunch (Yeah)
Her ass fat, I can tell from the front (Okay)
My pocket fat, you can tell by the watch (Okay)
Before I buy ice, gotta buy a mop (Baow)
Invest in handguns, Glocks (Baow)
Pocket watching 'til you get shot (Grr)
Baby gyal, I only want top

[Verse 2]
Spoil rotten (Han), shopping
Quarter milli wrist, 'member having nothin' ('Member having nothin')
Thought he was about that life 'til we shot him (Boom)
What you gonna do, go and get your cousin? (Pussy)
Nowadays man they love to book me overseas
Drove all the way to Amsterdam with the machine
Had beef but that boy backtrack like Jackson (Hee, hee), Billie Jean
I can make a hundred racks, eyes closed
Rap but your boy got slap
Ride or fly
Spend some dirhams, try know (Huh)
I need a boat and shy hoes (Shy hoes)
Typo, mixed up Becky up with Ella (Uh-huh)
Link both girls, they say that I'm a terror
Punched two guys just for tryna touch my brudda
Now they eyes twinning like Tia and Tamera

[Verse 3]
Battle ground like Asante soldier
Best salute me, the chief commander (Huh)
Is that your whole army? Is that your line up?
Ring chargie in the day, your team night done
I know she love badman
Wanna chill with big boys, shout gang, gang (Gang, gang)
Ghana UK boy chale wagwan
Here we got skengs in London, don-don

[Verse 4]
Bangers and trappers at the show, this shit high risk
Monkey on my shades, I put money on my iris
Probably won't get bail 'cause I'm a flight risk
See dem do it how they do, but it ain't like this
They hate and they love, it's a thin line (Hey)
Outside, scape skating on thin ice (Hey)
The gang's blessed, Lord knows we some sinners (Woo, woo)
I brought a knife, no fork, where my dinner? (Woo)

[Verse 5]
Stamp a man out in my Dr. Martens
Now he gotta go see a Dr. Martin
Wan' chill with big boys, Goya Menor
She ain't felt a vibe like ever before
Using me for pictures, Kodak
Baby, how you doing me ko da?
Which currency make you go down?
I know only money make you go down

[Verse 6]
Fuck borrowing it, I'ma take it (Take that)
Roll me up a big fat spliff, then I face it (Face it)
That gyal got a big back, made her shake it (Shake it)
Told me that she thinks I'm a munch then she ate it
Rollercoaster when she moves bipolar
Beauty lies in the eyes of the holder
Looked him in the eye and still bumped the holder
Said he want war, so I brought out my Soulja

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