Burna Boy, Future - Show & Tell lyrics

Burna Boy [Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu] Nigeria

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Burna Boy, Future - Show & Tell lyrics]

I like this Oh lord have his mercy
Yeah

I can get you knocked for a hundred bands
Did a drive-by then they walked in
Pricey on my block, it's some Talibans
Put you in a coffin‚ never breathe again

Show you like I tell you
Ask me if I change I tell you "Hell no"
Tatted at my arms to my fucking elbow
Till they free my dawg from the prison cell

Know when I pull up in a
Benzo it ain't no rental
Imma blow a couple bands just
To make an entrance
Solo date on my calendar‚
Check my credentials
All this ballin' might offend ya‚
Fuck up ya mental
Thats Balenci on my torso so
Don't buy the mall so
And the socks and the feet
Probably even more so
Never send no shots to me
Cause I'm doing 10 toes
Imma send a couple shots to whoever sent you
Woi oii

Show you like I tell you
Ask me if i change i tell you hell no
Tatted at my arm to my fucking elbow
Sticking to the code, you know I'm Velcro

Rollie that's a bust down‚
It's full of diamonds
It don't tell the time but it's 80 thousand
Bitch I'm rocking houses and large amounts
Are stuffed in my trousers
Bouncing with all ya spouses
Like it around us
Non stop, my ship is tip top
Don't you ever get it twisted
For what it is not
Marijuana give me wisdom‚ fee
Round mi kingdom
Never ever has it been done
You never seen some woi oii

Show you like I tell you
Ask me if I change, I tell you "Hell no"
Tatted at my arm to my fucking elbow
Sticking to the code, you know I'm Velcro
Show you like I tell you
Ask if I change, I tell you "Hell no"
Tatted at my arm to my fucking elbow
Till they free my dog from a prison cell

I can get you knocked for a hundred bands
Did a drive-by then they walked in
Pricey on my block, it's some Talibans
Put you in a coffin, never breathe again
(Woo)

Cartier bust down on my sleeve (On my sleeve)
We can trade gold when I sleep (When I sleep)
Drank codeine, lose speed (Drank codeine)
Walking through the back door, 100 deep
Bet 5 racks on the T (5 racks)
Off that kiddy counter AP (yeah, yeah)
Givency, Givency, double Gs
Bad bitch come where ever I need (Bad bitch)
Legendary tatted on her knees (On her knees)
40 foreign cars, you won't believe
(Skrrt, skrrr) diamond-diamonds on my neck
Bullets in your torso
Gotta represent the set, fuck it
It's on my elbow cut from a different cloth
Should have been a gigolo
Only run with certified hitters in the circle
Anytime it's violence
My niggas start to riot
Chopper get to ringing, can't be quiet
Real niggas always move in silence
Copping out, never I ain't hiding
I was wanna rebel 'til I'm dying
You get wetter than a pool, I dive in
Balenciaga shoes, freestylin'

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