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Kojo Funds - PNG Lyrics



Kojo Funds - PNG Lyrics
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[ Featuring Giggs ]

GA

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah

Creep for the night
With the Bali on
When we ride
It's another gone
Got shooter's on sight
Tec for the go
So don't hide, you ain't built for this road
Crop's been cut up
Another one sold
Hit man's whip up
And take a man's soul
Yards get spun up
And take a man's crow
Beef don't squash
Don't call a man's phone
Free my niggas on the wing uh
Free my bruddas locked in the bin uh
Yeah I know I'm a sinner
Lord forgive me if I rinse my spinner
Yeah
Call me David Blaine
I can make him go away
No face, no case
Send that pussy back to space
We confide it
Yes the wap just light it
When we ridin'
We don't do no fighting

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah

Man run out
Man get bun out
Dun out the whole strap
Get dash out
Man get flung up
Man brung out the whole Mac
Man swung out a blow back hundreds
Then a man run up and throw rats
All day sun out
There's no nuts ring-ring
Then the phone run out of phone batt'
You got your gun out
Shots got rung out
Man hung out the whole batch
Man bun out the whole batch
They got strung out, they no match
Man run out like and go
Let's f*ck that, I'm up like Remi
I'm Joe Crack
Run out and throw cash
Man so flushy
I'm so flash
Man got it lock 365
Show time
Man pop it off, 350 live
Man slippin' in with 50 guys
Yet-yet
That big boss that writ the rides
Man's kicking off the big surprise
Man got the ball and kicked a Kyze
Man got this grub and flicked her fries
And nothing Giggs
That's it, goodbye
Nah wait
I'm back to fly London
Next thing I know it's mad, Dubai
Gone to November
Back, July
Gone from the Free view back to Sky
Man met his matches-matches
I like that
Man get the matches
Flash your light
Man's kicking back with that tonight
'Cause that kitty cat just catched my eye

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
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GA

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah

Creep for the night
With the Bali on
When we ride
It's another gone
Got shooter's on sight
Tec for the go
So don't hide, you ain't built for this road
Crop's been cut up
Another one sold
Hit man's whip up
And take a man's soul
Yards get spun up
And take a man's crow
Beef don't squash
Don't call a man's phone
Free my niggas on the wing uh
Free my bruddas locked in the bin uh
Yeah I know I'm a sinner
Lord forgive me if I rinse my spinner
Yeah
Call me David Blaine
I can make him go away
No face, no case
Send that pussy back to space
We confide it
Yes the wap just light it
When we ridin'
We don't do no fighting

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah

Man run out
Man get bun out
Dun out the whole strap
Get dash out
Man get flung up
Man brung out the whole Mac
Man swung out a blow back hundreds
Then a man run up and throw rats
All day sun out
There's no nuts ring-ring
Then the phone run out of phone batt'
You got your gun out
Shots got rung out
Man hung out the whole batch
Man bun out the whole batch
They got strung out, they no match
Man run out like and go
Let's f*ck that, I'm up like Remi
I'm Joe Crack
Run out and throw cash
Man so flushy
I'm so flash
Man got it lock 365
Show time
Man pop it off, 350 live
Man slippin' in with 50 guys
Yet-yet
That big boss that writ the rides
Man's kicking off the big surprise
Man got the ball and kicked a Kyze
Man got this grub and flicked her fries
And nothing Giggs
That's it, goodbye
Nah wait
I'm back to fly London
Next thing I know it's mad, Dubai
Gone to November
Back, July
Gone from the Free view back to Sky
Man met his matches-matches
I like that
Man get the matches
Flash your light
Man's kicking back with that tonight
'Cause that kitty cat just catched my eye

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay
Me no play no games, yeah
.45, 35's in the ride
You don't wanna come this way, yeah
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Writer: Nathaniel Thompson, Gabriel Oluwaseun Mabayomije Kusimo
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing

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Performed By: Kojo Funds
Featuring: Giggs
Length: 3:37
Written by: Nathaniel Thompson, Gabriel Oluwaseun Mabayomije Kusimo

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