CHASE GWALA Lyrics

One time one time

Freezy

Omo yii ko normal rara

They can’t run my race now

Chasing paper

See you later

E dey shock them

Be like taser

And all of the man them Can’t test me

They know it’s a lot more safer

Y’all chasing ladies With slim clothes

I’m chasing crypto We aint the same tho

Cus I’m chasing the big bag

When the goons pull up we do the big cars

In the studio

Dropping them big bars

While I’m spanking them big ass

Yo what you saying

You know me i no dey hear nothing

If the nigga not paying ko pada lo soun

Owo yen je ko wole bi otp

Ka jo pin dogba dogba

No cheating

Raba dey My nigga

A tun yato sawon kan tan like ifa

Jaye lor all day Talo like iya

Olosho tawa gbe o tun Ni ID card

My guys still dey turn up

Even as Money no dey the nation since

Me and my ganja gather dey like say we dey for relationship

What tomorrow holds nobody can tell

But first make i get my paper

Wani awon kan ti ra benz

No rush me i go cop mine later

Everyday i dey beg my maker

Omope o fé di old taker

And my daily bread

Make e no land for the hand of haters

What tomorrow holds nobody can tell

But first make i get my paper

Wani awon kan ti ra benz

No rush me i go cop mine later

Everyday i dey beg my maker

Omope o fé di old taker

And my daily bread

Make e no land for the hand of haters

They know me i never stop

Always on the road bii kwaku

Olokada ti o sanwo ticket

Sebi agbero lo ma leku

(E go pursue am gan)

Na like that i dey chase the bag

Cus bowo o pe mi o le deliver

Hustle lor tun gbe indica

Dara lor bii pastor ton se deliverance

Awon temi gallant

But ma je kan para

Wan le foju e gba gwara gwara

Omo igbo to dudu bii omo ghana

No going back

Zero lagging

Dangote o le koshe barbing

Too ba ni joko ko bóta

Because ninu motor tiwa ko saye fun lapping

What tomorrow holds nobody can tell

But first make i get my paper

Wani awon kan ti ra benz

No rush me i go cop mine later

Everyday i dey beg my maker

Omope o fé di old taker

And my daily bread

Make e no land for the hand of haters

What tomorrow holds nobody can tell

But first make i get my paper

Wani awon kan ti ra benz

No rush me i go cop mine later

Everyday i dey beg my maker

Omope o fé di old taker

And my daily bread

Make e no land for the hand of haters