Plus 254 feat. Bien & Khaligraph Jones Lyrics

Plus 254 feat. Bien & Khaligraph Jones - L.A.M.B

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PLUS 254 feat Santi Soul, Khaligraph Jones

(Hook: Bein)

Hand inna the air, 'cos we said so

Nobody move until we say so

And you already know what we're here for

Looku ????

Omo na bad man??? You give me head so soft

And she wanna ride until the wig fall off

Everytime she step inna the 254

You already know she blowing up my phone

(Verse: Khaligraph Jones)

In getting top in the stu, that’s fly bitches who be stuck in the stu

We ain't talking but nothing else, until the topic is food

I've got Blaq in the stu and we different, we get money

I'm pyscho when i rap, they confuse me to Ted Bundy

Oh shit, it's the legendary nigga from the east

Anytime i kick the ???, im like Jigga on the beat

Now tell me who does it better than that

I'm a veteran, deadly

Sharper than a blade, i cut them in half

They jacking the style, they appear to be clones

I been trapping hard before you niggas lost your virginity homs

I'm cutting deals with P Diddy Combs

I'm young jock, snapping on the track with the infinity stones

So step back or you get blast

Fans complain my flows been giving them jetlags

And that post you supposed to repost

I don't see no competition standing close to the throne

(Hook: Bein)

Hand inna the air, 'cos we said so

Nobody move until we say so

And you already know what we're here for

Looku ????

Omo na bad man??? You give me head so soft

And she wanna ride until the wig fall off

Everytime she step inna the 254

You already know she blowing up my phone

(Verse: Blaqbonez)

4PM in Kenya, pushing my agenda

Running shit like Caster Semenya,

Spanish influenza, taking the whole world by storm

The flow is deadly, niggas came for me

Left loose scratches like a disc jockey, i got all these money

Pastor trynna take it from me, i don't give him nothing

I've got all these mouths to feed, i send some to my mommy

But if she pay her tithe then the Pastor don took it from me

But i don't got no problem, imma charge it to the game

Shorty need a uber, imma charge it to the game

Cos that pussy super, i gave her a little change

Fucking millionaire i shouldn’t be talking about change

I'm on a whole different lane

Fly so much, my bag is still unpacked

I’m booked and busy, nobody knows when I'll be back

I'm in the front talking business, ain’t nobody gonna stunt on me

You see them hating in the back, that’s economy

It's a different type of flex i'm on

I should have a kid, cos i need somebody to spend this on

Money coming every week, future looking mighty sleek

If it's a girl, then it's a bougie bitch

If it's a boy, that's another bougie bitch

I can never fall ‘cos this flow is too legit

Catch me Outside, I’m in the 254

Representing Naij, you know the hood i'm from

(Hook: Bein)

Hand inna the air, 'cos we said so

Nobody move until we say so

And you already know what we're here for

Looku ????

Omo na bad man??? You give me head so soft

And she wanna ride until the wig fall off

Everytime she step inna the 254

You already know she blowing up my phone