[Intro]
Ay, Come on B
It's Offica B

[Verse 1]
Holy ghost fire
And I ain't no MFM member but oh my there's fire on the mountain
Blood flowing like a fountain
See my blood is hot and i ain't gonna stop till a boy get got
Them man are verbalist and they're broke, so they're pissed

When i come to your ends i have to cover my face
Boko-Haram tho'l steal your babes
Dash one back man I don't want case
Who's he hiding from?
Like who's he running from?
Ching man down 'fore the sirens come
His mum screaming that's my son
Couldn't allow yute, it had to be done
Fuck Shaku, underground
Man gunlean, with a frown
Blood comin, out his mouth
Referee, that's a foul
Red card send him off
Now they callin us the noisy neighbors
The way we came like pitch invaders
The man saw us the man don't skate us
They call me a jinchuuriki cause i got a yoruba demon in me
With this sword and my gun and my eyes that's a Sharingan
Rata him the Rasengan, is he a neek and a fucking scum
His girl up on me tryna uck me sayin she love me but ki lo n kan mi?
[Verse 2]
Sweet one said "dia dhuit" so i replied that bitch "conas ata tu"
Back looking fat she a dangerous yat and it's me she wanting to talk too
She lookin at me with intent
Clearly i gotta take this to the loo
I said "Miss can i go to the toilet an bhfuil cead agam dul go dti an leithreas"
See i know she a sket, she ain't my friend
But she gives me benefits
Big Bro sayin what's her name ? Whats her snap?
I DM him irrelevant
They say they comin for me, "Ki lo ṣẹlẹ?, ki lo wi?"
These ops say they on to me cause i won't blend like "owun bu le lakan mi"
Should have seen when i cocked that youth (splash)
[?] An bothar, took his broga and his fon poca
My YG wet him well and he shat himself
Whats that odor?
My YG wet and well and he shat himself
Whats that odor?

[Verse 3]
Ay quick its the police and i'm in my sliders
Gotta pull up my pants and run from the Gardas
Big boy not uber
But all my came through the muter your off like a scooter
Ain't getting caught by no Jakes
My YG just tryna sell these flakes
Im out here doin my thing
Just dodging all these fake and snakes
Yeah i know your a Muslim you don't eat meat
But don't worry these beef is Halal
Look, after you eat this beef you can use your blood to wash it down
See mans a straight up christian
With god on my side but these days
But these days hard to do right
Paranoid looking left and right
[Verse 4]
My gun got a mind of its own, ra ta ta
Won't let the thing go, let it fly, let lose control
Head hot I'm in my zone
Ops say I'm pissed
Let me put it like this
None of my boys been touched or hit
Tell me wham for these fucking fibs
Certain man they ain't on piss
Someone give the man an oscar, cause they do everything for the camera
And Walahi them man are pretenders
But my mans not fucking actor
Enough of the chit and chatter
Them man see me they japa
Them man see me they japa