Okay, just carry it front, carry it front
I dey tell you, 2 p.m. in London, based on say I just land
Heh heh, it’s crazy, yeah
Black sheep forever, black sheep for life
Izgaaju ’til we kpeme, Antiworld gangsters
GE records, you get me? ODUMODUBLVCK, yeah
When it boils down to wits, I’m the man
Odumodu pull up with him babe and the gang (Gang)
V.I.P. choke, no be the plan
Na so we dey waka normally, on demand (Kala)
Whether na DVD, VCD
Odumo rhythm, them dey chop am like Minimie (chow am)
I don dey get many mini-mes
Descendant of Skeppy for my raps, I dey speak easy (Kala)
Whether na DVD, VCD
Odumo rhythm, them dey chop am like Minimie (Kala)
I don dey get so many mini-mes, ah
I go soon dey move like Elumelu (don)
Fuck up the game, Zule Zoo, I’m unstoppable
The banana peels were for me, so them go say I slip
As per say them slumber, make them check am
Me, I been dey moonwalk on the beat (Jack)
Odumo, this your confidence na heavy scare
These niggas are my sons, I had to treat them well with petulance
Negligent, even when I saw them eating hell
Under the table, that is where they dwell (dead)
Nothing go comot from their wishing well (fuck)
I turn the music industry into Tora Bora
I stood on higher ground
E dey show for the chart about that, Abbottabad
Na why I train my sniper
I’m very bad, my surveillance on ra-ta-ta
Kill every rat wey I tag, on Vector, the Viper
Everything na barrack but nothing concern us with Barack Obama (hm)
I go revolve am (I go revolve am)
Muammar Gaddafi, this na Liberia, this no be Libya
Me, I go win, me, I go spin, ahead of their team
I carry gun but them carry rubber ring (if you like)
If you like gym (if you like gym)
Odumo go pull up with him pin (pull up with him pin)
Burst your muscle, burst your bubble (fuck)
If you try carry coti come, I go burst their hustle (pull up with him pin)
I no dey play on their level
I saw him pick a knife, I fall out AK-47 (47)
Dine with the devil
Now the matter don black, them need Odumodu (need Odumodu)
I’m the pot, I’m the kettle
Rollie on my kids, everything was got from Kettle Kids (hip hop)
Ask my bitch, Valentine was soft, we did it on a pebble beach
Omo, she came up with a silly wish
“OD, can you fuck me ’til eternity?”
Based on the man wey I be, I go carry am go purgatory
Carry am go Italy, carry am go Sicily
Since we all want to be silly, carry am go Vatican
Pray for my past, complete the task, I no carry mask
Tell Father say, “Na me run the bomb blast, not Ikeja thunder”
Balogun, I’m bonkers, striker wey dey conquer
She named her pussy after me, “Tochi, touch me easy peasy”
Early morning, morning glory, breakfast in my sister kitchen
Calgary was busy chilling
Babysitting Sinobi was easy, but not Chimmy
That’s my nephew and my niece
I do them like I do these rappers, tie them wrapper, put them on my back
Afrobeat nko? Put them on their toes
Seun Kuti know, Tiwa self know
Davido too much, na my real bro
Back on track with melodies, from airport with luggages
Fiola rain been fall, London feel am heavily
Kalacious na heavy flood, the hammer wey pam them go think say na Thor get am
Weather man dey come pray for NEPA
Harmattan go suit their agenda
Omo, put them inside bag
Match on them, Timbaland from Bonny camp
One G4 to CMS, CKC to FSS
After that, I’m rocking tesh
Enter London, holla Chippy, holla Ghetts
Hip hop legacy, they know I am fucking there
Kala, I am fucking them (Modo)
They know you are fuckng near, huh (pussyhole)
Yeah, it goes, ah
Pull up with a Romanian chippy (Kala)
Touch wood, pass me the hammer, no blicky
Bagamias, pull out your blood-clat, drippy (drippy)
You suge, you smoke more booj than hippies
(See trailer) ma lo sere kere loju titi
Podcast nitty, why so bitter
Meanwhile, I’m laughing and sipping my margarita
AI help write your rhyme, Jadrolita
Gimme a kilometre, dress back biko
My rhyme book got a four-digit pin keycode
Activity on rap, DVD, lethal
You chat jibiti with ChatGPT, reload
Swatroot, day one, P.B.T. we cold (man’s not hot)
What it do, pass me the Warri brew
Apology not accepted, fuck your sorry crew
Ozuor wey dey worry you
You’re inaudible, horrible, POLIMAF slaughter you
Everything is recordable so chill make I yarn truth (make I yarn truth)
No guns, ju-jitsu, still the man shoot
For the take down, break your damn foot (damn foot)
Shoplifters will get cursed out, Banchoot
Translation, bad word in Hindi
Labels wan rob me so I stay indie (yes)
Sailing away, resting on my oars when it’s windy
One G4 to CMS, CKC to FSS
After that, I’m rocking tesh
Holla Chippy, holla Ghetts
They know I am fucking there, I am fucking there
They know you are fuckng near, huh
Pussyhole, Modo (you are fucking there)
(Yes, you are fucking there)