SALB (Still a Lost Boy, Freestyle) Lyrics

Fried chips and tilapia

Even though the money long down to lafia

Comoshot cool breeze on some rich vibes

No be film you dey watch omo na real life

Private jet’s champagne and some caveir

Money sweet but plenty more to make me happier

Too much oil for head feeling like sadia

Arabia dial if u sabi me I sabi aaaaa

Rolex and Aps blunts in Mercedes

Expensive ladies swallowing my babies

No you cannot say this life no enter your head

Before you enter Uber come I don enter ur girl

Dancing with the devil doing leg walk

She wan dey put am for my body but dead work

Big goat dropping shit on your red rug

Illiterates go YouTube go listen my Ted talk

Grill too expensive to carry smile

To put internet for pocket we no go carry smile

Modem ignore fake streams and farm lands

Went number one in a day fucking ur farm lands

This no be point and kill BG dey point facts

No point to argue with men when dey wear their girl pants

Life na beach I swear cut her waist bead

Open ur eye real computers don fake stream

Who be the gate keepers who dey talk who go blow

Who dey say no give am award who say make dem no give am show

To 2 million goats dey burst out now front of your junction

Dey function lost boy incatation too late radio stations

I Dey Milan right now dey eat Italian

Fresh to death my brother in designers

If you no make move how God wan take make move

Caravan no dey push caravan na why I make move