Picking Things

Intro
Cool new beat
No no no ye ye yeh
See we on things, yeah
Picking things, pick pick picking things
We picking things
No no no yeh
Chorus
Omo na picking things
Money dey ooze for ma body
Stinking things
Fine girl by my side
She’s seeing things, she’s feeling things, she’s feeling things ye
Omo no bragging things
But money full my pocket
Sucking things
Awon boiz don hammer
Shopping things, we shopping things, we shopping things yeh
Verse 1
Omo levels don change yo
From okada gat my mind on a Range yo
And back then they used to say it was over
Now it’s me and Naeto chilling in a Rover
Warri boy wit a lager P
Still on fire wit a bad guy P
Forget nails na money I dey hammеr
Never goin broke this MC no bе hammer
Pockets carry gyming things
They say dey bore like me dreaming things
Omo we do final for the shopping things
And there’s air in the beat
So clubbing things
Ye
And now we picking things
And your girl don dey like me
Tripping things
Take her back to the crib mehn
Sleeping things
Gat maself on the hook, no
Fishing things
I’m picking things yeh
Chorus
Verse 2
Yeh
You know we cooking things
Forget the small talk omo no be picking things
They say how does that be her
Up in living sting
A couple of girls say because of me they feeling things ye
You damn right you be feeling things
On all five senses cause I’m killing things
Look at this no one here, or freezing things
So they drop the top no ceiling things
Ye
Won me d autograph of faith
Back seat outta the window wit the A6
Loobs on and the bag mark Jacob
She ask abt ma kids, she wanna know what their name is
Well this is called calls too much
From others we taught them how the boy cost too much
I roll out, show me what you working with
I wanna get a good view of you when you are trekking it
Chorus
Verse 3
Na so the matter be
I no know why these girls dey wahala me
So much beef you go think say na sallah meat
I’m unborn till I fall Oparaji
Yeah
Going bad is poppin things
And once we don start no stopping things
Yeah
That’s why they wanna be me
Cause I’m somewhere where Naeto could see me
Na me dey run the south
Too much swag even Thomas good and doubt
They ain’t goin’ nowhere round about
Like Jhybo said dem just dey run their mouth
Yeh
That’s why the hustle too cost
No school na so so book dem dey book us
Life no be waste why dem wanna do us
But we don’t play, hustle everyday
Cause
Chorus