Bad Gal (RIRI)

Bad girl wanna be my riri, I slide that thing for in back oye bitchy

I give her my heart wey she take roll dice, I never forget good times we had

Then I'm here, please tell me why, you made a decision to move on in life

Killys dey ask what happened to ask, she break my soul, break my heart

It be cold world adey stay focused, swaty be sad adey feel bogus

All the work work never pay me, to the people who think I be wealthy

Maybe I be star in the making, I cut them off so they try and replace me

They hate me for no good reason, judging me for chasing what I believe in

Lonely life since I was a young boy, bought pills, I no dey see missed calls one time

I got blood on my eyes, now I got blood on my hands