Yeah! Yeah! Ohhhh, Real shotta gun
We started of slow
Thinking how I moved so fast
I don't want to move this fast
I don't want to get this crash
You ain't the type to make me hit the lane switch
And your features, highest ranks your an A-List
For your league you too clever ain't no basics
But baby you should let me love you
You gon make work for you
Baby I've been calling
All thru the morning
Why you keep on stalling
Baby come over
Baby I've been calling
All thru the morning
Girl you know you for me
I treat you good no wahala, Zwakala
I treat you good no wahala, Zwakala
I treat you good no wahala, Zwakala
I treat you good no wahala, Zwakala
They say that you a problem I dont care about it
Me a sound boy, you gon hear about it
Cause I don't care they say
Still I want you anyway
But I don't wanna give my hopes
Don't press decline when I'm calling yeah
When I make it out, You be touring yeah
We can to freaking, till the morning
It's me upon them. Make a kill them
I'm real Don Dadda ain't no victim
Make her hit the C-note, make her sing sing
But why you keep on stalling yeah
Why keep on stalling
Girl you know you for me