[Intro]

It's Offica b

[Chorus x2]

I'm pissed I'm vexed I'm triggered couldn't care less about these fake niggas

I got love for my real ass jiggas and true say I'm tryna see nine figures

Like kolo kolo yaya yaya

See I couldn't give a toss if your bolo

Mans coming with two that's yaya and kolo

(Verse 1)

These days got me feeling like Jason, got me feelin like I'm riding solo

These days can't trust nobody can't fuck with nobody not even a local

It's like dem man they got hella vocals they getting pressed and dishing out postcodes

True say dem man love gassing but when it comes to backing dem man they're no show

(Verse 2)

I got love for the D town block but it's full off nitties and fuckin patties

Bare catties they sweat for dick it's like they sell there lives just to give out addy's

See I hop on my bike and zooming off where I'm from they call it Okada

For these niggas to get on my level true say they need more than a ladder

I'm out here tryna live my best life but back home my people dey suffer

From a little ass yute from Lagos now I'm tryna see places like Vegas

I came here as an immigrant now it's the countries papes that I'm taking

(Verse 3)

Tryna do man Casper Ghost, but I believe in God

So no weapon fashioned against me shall prosper

And just like we say in church

Anything opp back to sender, ay

Anything opp back to sender

[Chorus x2]

I'm pissed I'm vexed I'm triggered couldn't care less about these fake niggas

I got love for my real ass jiggas and true say I'm tryna see nine figures

Like kolo kolo yaya yaya

See I couldn't give a toss if your bolo

Mans coming with two that's yaya and kolo