Songtekst

Genio, where you at my nigga?

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
I've been shooting hoops on the court with no days off
And you know I put my life on the line and it paid off
Just imagine if I didn't leave Atlanta for Lagos
Tobi, Bunmi, Brenda and Wale, that's my day ones

Dọdọdọ, dọdọdọ
I no be dọdọdọ
Jẹ ki n gbe ẹ wọ kọrọ
Shey I look like bọlọ
I no be bọlọ
Say na falala, falala, falala
If you hold me falala
Dem go beat you falala, ye
Pay me my money
Pay me my dough
Is you my friend or is you my foe?
Bitch ass nigga wanna talk about shit don't know about (Shut up)
I'm 'bout that life
Is you about that life?
Oya come outside if you about that life
Gọngọ aṣọ
Gọngọ aṣọ, ah

Mo ti lọ
Mo lọ mọ wọn lọwọ
Wọn binu
Wọn binu ori mi
Mo ti lọ
Mo lọ mọ wọn lọwọ
Wọn binu
Wọn binu ori mi, eh

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
I've been shooting hoops on the court with no days off
And you know I put my life on the line and it paid off
Just imagine if I didn't leave Atlanta for Lagos
Tobi, Bunmi, Brenda and Wale, that's my day ones

Ẹyin hater (Hater)
Abọwaba lọrọ yin oh
Ẹyin hater
Shooting like I'm Kobe with the Lakers
Ọmọpe gbọpẹ
I'm all about my paper
My paper
All of my guys
Dem fit die, dem fit die for me
All of my guys
Dem love me, dem love me for real
Mo korin de lu Moscow
Superstory
Iyẹn ti n ba de
E too sure for me, yea, yea

Mo ti lọ
Mo lọ mọ wọn lọwọ
Wọn binu
Wọn binu ori mi
Mo ti lọ
Mo lọ mọ wọn lọwọ
Wọn binu
Wọn binu ori mi, eh

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay o
I've been shooting hoops
(Motherfucker, will you come on play that shit back)