J Hus Gold Lyrics, J Hus ft Asake Gold Lyrics
It’s a badman party
All white, zero fugazzi
Badman too oversabi
Stubborn no one be like me
Pass me my backy
Life is too short, make up on enemies
No time for bullshit
Military, I’m on khaki
Every ring I’m wearin’ is gold, they’re callin’ me Gaddafi
Don’t bend, don’t break, don’t fold
It’s a bad boy gangsta party
All my niggas’ stickin’ to the code
You get a Rollie, AP, Carti’
Dem boys say they’re really on road, how comes I see them hardly?
Couple scammers there that I know
Santander and Barclay
Drinkin’ Henny and Coke, that’s why she movin’ naughty
Whine your waist and control, got a Naija gyal and Yardie
Attitude is so cold, bad like Nicki, RiRi, Cardi
Hatcha, smokin’ jamba, pass me
Don’t tell my secret, they gon’ grass me
Illuminati, top of the food chain, the hierarchy
She wan’ suck my ting, not movin’ classy
But no be that type person I be
Roll her eye and kissin’ her teeth
Dot my I and crossin’ my T
Every ring I’m wearin’ is gold, they’re callin’ me Gaddafi
Don’t bend, don’t break, don’t fold
It’s a bad boy gangsta party
All my niggas’ stickin’ to the code
You get a Rollie, AP, Carti’
Dem boys say they’re really on road, how comes I see them hardly?
It’s a badman party
All white, zero fugazzi
Badman too oversabi
Stubborn no one be like me
Pass me my backy
Life is too short, make up on enemies
No time for bullshit
Military, I’m on khaki
Born ready, my broski
Mentally, I’m in 2060
No pressure, you know my P
Timing is everything, keep it moving
Everything else I want you know
Death, no life, ’cause I’m still litty
Psycho as
Badman, no one like me
No water, no food they can’t eat
No bread, no yam, no meat
All opposition gettin’ delete
Make them drop and make them deceased
When it’s war they wanna scream peace
King on the throne, I’m takin’ my seat
Hustle hard, we hardly go sleep
Wake up, go get paper, repeat
LV, nothin’ on me is cheap
Count my paper ’til it’s complete
Give me brain, don’t even wan’ jeet
If you love me, you get on your knees
Suck me when I’m smokin’ my trees
Temptation is going to increase
Every ring I’m wearin’ is gold, they’re callin’ me Gaddafi
Don’t bend, don’t break, don’t fold
It’s a bad boy gangsta party
All my niggas’ stickin’ to the code
You get a Rollie, AP, Carti’
Dem boys say they’re really on road, how comes I see them hardly?
Couple scammers there that I know
Santander and Barclay (Barclay)
Drinkin’ Henny and Coke, that’s why she movin’ naughty (Hmm)
Mentally, I’m in 2060
Timing is everything, keep it moving