2 Hands

Lyrics

We are not from the same era Illy gon kill it over beats or accapela Fresh kicks colorful cloths bella naija Eventful how come my critics so resentful Side comments never touch me am so hater prooF Advancing mic checks never bounce him Fucking credit water liquid just H2 Oh me just a self made *** mad skills Oga boss never lost the ball for a milli second Stay focused stacking my chips against odds XY on the buzz competition on the very low Fuck around and get body bagged from the very go Tony stealth **** merry go bullets **** never fuck around with me For really though back on my BS anytime you see me Abeg make you dey shake me with 2 hands I said shake me with 2 hands Abeg make you dey shake me with 2 hands See dey shake me with 2 hands I say make you dey shake me with 2 hands Back on my BS ps the boy on a rampage Sorts get taken up rappers all waken up Don't ever bring the corny rap singing around me Replicas look alikes nothing quite original Vaginal these other rappers pussy as hell Clones when i rhyme a million phones Report shit for youtube its really Ill Blissening I thought i tiold you i never really really had to run with them Barcadi rhyming with the same peeps i never switched Things very loyal to the last breath Media could never close books on my history Started out with the **** infantry Won the headies for the best rap street hop been the buzz ever since You can drink a motherfucking toast to that live with that Guy anytime you see me Abeg make you dey shake me with 2 hands I said shake me with 2 hands Abeg make you dey shake me with 2 hands See dey shake me with 2 hands I say make you dey shake me with 2 hands The rap supreme pontif i bless tracks Whats the point if we ain't talking stacks You see laceration marks All over your body must be some shit you seen Tuxedo well fitted on my big belly Funny how the hardest girls go jelly I got game all mixed up with big bills I like the way you walking on them high heels amen Am top like **** **** meals Man calculated better than a casio Kick shit then i push like fiasco Lupe stay grinding on my 2 feet Illy Illy like 2 bank accounts in 1 Standard chattered Stanbic then GT Forgot the other 3 cause my wife is running em Jesus piece on my chest we dey worry them Nothing short of greatness from my own team They like Ill Bliss where the fuck you been Second time coming live from my accolades I walk with the air of a tycoon Typhoon bring natural disaster to my oppostion You can't fuck with this composition Glorious from the foetus the women blow kisses They love the boy to pieces I made it big Now we laying up in different terraces Today Dubai tomorrow Casablanca sheki lifestyle Guy anytime you see me Abeg make you dey shake me with 2 hands I said shake me with 2 hands Abeg make you dey shake me with 2 hands See dey shake me with 2 hands I say make you dey shake me with 2 hands Shake me with 2 hands Shake me with 2 hands Shake me with 2 hands Sas B plug the mic o