C3 Boy Lyrics

Yea

Chale record me (Recordi y3k)

Ony kick kick on it (Gidem)

Rkd is on it

Real quick fam, look

Realking deenasty pon dis one

Money calling make you never text man

Man's not hot buh mana dey pan

Fuck with the realest, then you got your brains out (Yea)

They keep sneezing nonstop still hating

Earthquake zone mandem shaking

More stories, still elevating

Music minded, we go blow this season (Hw3)

Don't cross me, I brought the gang here (Cross, gang)

You call koti, we no go disperse (Disperse)

Real gang shit whenever we out here

Paparazzi take shots whenever we out there (Grr)

We can't roll with fakes who don't know we (Who don't know we)

Shadout to ma fam who really dey support me (Huh)

Too many names that I can't mention

Man abi your reservoir your still dey feel me

Wait, it's still me (It's still me)

Rkd dey murder like Indi armi (Yea)

Poof poof (poof poof)

No gang (No gang)

I'm about to make the track go bang

Shadout bro, swaty beats

You cooked this heat for mandem to beast (Yea)

On this beat, I tell no lie

Your hands on the beat pad dey give me relief (hea)

I don mad, I don craze

When I hear the kick kick and base (Huh)

I grab mic, testing one two so deep

Only ma fans can relate (Yea)

I don't lie, fam I stay real

More long things only if you want train

I got skills, on the track

Killer tactics come try you no go last (Yea)

I told them, I told them

Flow's scary like the wrong turn

I stay real buh I'm always on track

Abi rasta man you no fit to barb my style

So they ask like M.I incredible (Are you incredible?)

Yes am incredible (Mr. incredible)

I'm Abanga dropper

Chocolate city boy I've got cocoa board for my area

Ony kick kick on it (Kick kick)

RKD is on it

Real quick fam (Real quick)

Blow up season

Eh mic check init

You feeling the vibe ma Nigga

Just talk ma guy