[Verse 1]
I only mind business wey dey pay me
Change location, fuck a residency
I only care about money transaction
Sika for my head, motivation
One time for di gyal in the corner (Uh)
Gbe mi trabaye like Burna (Mad)
She from France, man's a Londoner
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Ghana babes listening to Kojo Antwi (Old school)
Dakyi would you be my baby?
I said, "Maybe" (Uh)
Wo nim s3 the lifestyle enti, it's so crazy
Shit (Mad), [?] ni small small
Wo p3 ne missionary ah na wo p3 all paws
Performance so good, needs an encore
Get you any flight, any route, go on tour (Uh)
[Chorus]
I like my gyal sexy and crazy
She more freaky when shе off ecstasy
After I buss a nut, I get lazy
See, I'm a pop star likе Swae Lee
Naija babe only wanna hear Lancey
Used to trap, went legit like JAY-Z
She asked if I do crime, I said, "Maybe", oh Lord
[Verse 3]
Hol' on, hol' on, press up on it
She wanna a real superstar, her man nuh make no money
It's hard to tell if it's real when she say she love me
And I don't even really mind if it's fake or genuine
She brown like Hennessy, so I know I need her
Rockin' glasses, she a freak like Mia Khalifa
I might fly that ho to Greece or Indonesia
Remind me of my old flow, I'm so confident
Smooth girl, I see manoeuvre
She a real tall girl, I might just need a ruler
Addicted to this queen, she so bad for me
She make me say, "Oh God", it's like blasphemy
This Manny girl up north, she gon' blast for me
Feedin' her my kids, I'm feeling like Rashford did
Put her in the back the cab, it's so casually
The crazy girls love me and mi love bad gyal like money
[Chorus]
I like my gyal sexy and crazy
She more freaky when she off ecstasy
After I buss a nut, I get lazy
See, I'm a pop star like Swae Lee
Naija babe only wanna hear Lancey
Used to trap, went legit like JAY-Z
She asked if I do crime, I said, "Maybe", oh Lord
[Verse 4]
Vibes don't lie, come 'round mine
Cloud on nine, mo lo far
Half past five between her thighs
Stole her heart, thief in the night
Back to the matter, based on raba
Ko'ti wo pata, emi lo japa
Put her to sleep, lala salama
Ready for the beef, any palava
[Verse 5]
How you gon' love me? You don't know what love is
I don't know either, offend, then repeat it
Fendi and Off-White courtesy of them green lines
Asked if I'm fully leg', I told her, "Only part-time"
When you're off work, I put sex in your schedule
Girl, get ready, send a Uber come get you
Another driver just to take you back home
I can't stay 'cause I got a girl at home
[Verse 6]
Got to be a money gyal, don't need no funny gyal
She only here for business, that's for any man
Busy gyal, her phone rings all day
For money, she hustle Monday to Sunday
I need two gyal by my side, I get needy
Two different race, J Hus, did you see me?
She got a man but she love move sneaky
Oh Lord, mi gyal freaky
[Chorus]
I like my gyal sexy and crazy
She more freaky when she off ecstasy
After I buss a nut, I get lazy
See, I'm a pop star like Swae Lee
Naija babe only wanna hear Lancey
Used to trap, went legit like JAY-Z
She asked if I do crime, I said, "Maybe", oh Lord
