Evil Val

By RBD GH

Released on February 14, 2022

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[Verse 1: RBD]

I know you feel some way (I know you feel some way)

I know you feel some way

This ain’t the guy you fell in love with back in the day

(Back in the day)

I know you nodey feel fine (I know you nodey feel fine)

But chale you be ma babe

Ma choices make you mess oo (Then she no be ma type sef.)

Be like say Questo — then I daze

Baby girl you’re fed up with my lies

But chale fuck the drama

This time I’m just gonna bring my fucking head down from the skies

But then again you heard about our kind —

We never dey let up on our grind

Till all the times we shared means nothing and you’re scared I lost my mind

She said


[Pre Hook]

You’re lucky I ain’t ever fucking caught you sleeping with another

Then I gotta wake you up with a pistol in your face, go off the deep end

Yeah cos you know I fucking hate to love

You’re fake as fuck

Well you also cheat but what the fuck is love if it’s scores we’re keeping?

I start dey see nails for the coffin

We can forget about our love cos it’s soft and weakened


[Hook: OVMAR]

Guess this is a love game

But girl I’m tired of playing

We drive each other insane

Well fuck it we’re all losers

We’re fighting this war

Just to even the score

But I ain’t playing no more

I’m walking out the door

No go fit to kill myself

Baby no more stressing

There’s no picking up the pieces

There’s no discussion

You’re so full of shit

And I enabled it

And this is what I get

I think it’s time we split


[Verse 2: RBD]

You know I feel some way (You know I feel some way)

You know I feel some way

This ain’t the girl I fell in love with back in the day

(Back in the day)

You know I nodey feel fine (You know I nodey feel fine)

But say you never dey biz (You nodey biz)

I’m tired of your finessing (I learn ma lesson)

Girl ebe the stressing I dey hate

Baby girl I’m fed up with your lies

Then I never dey believe in no karma but you make I dey pay

Girl you go do then I go cross the line

But say love never dey cost a dime

Wey e be your body dey bost my mind

It’s all the times that we shared that’s making me hate each Valentine’s


[Pre Hook]

I said you’re lucky I ain’t ever fucking caught you sleeping with another

Then I gotta wake you up with a pistol in your face, go off the deep end

Yeah, cos you know I fucking hate to love

You’re fake as fuck

Well you also cheat but what the fuck is love if it’s scores we’re keeping?

I start dey see nails for the coffin

We can get forget about our love cos it’s soft and weakened


[Hook: OVMAR]

Guess this is a love game

But girl I’m tired of playing

We drive each other insane

Well fuck it we’re all losers

We’re fighting this war

Just to even the score

But I ain’t playing no more

I’m walking out the door

No go fit to kill myself

Baby no more stressing

There’s no picking up the pieces

There’s no discussion

You’re so full of shit

And I enabled it

And this is what I get

I think it’s time we split


[Outro: RBD]

So yeah chale fuck this trauma doll

She make I dey hia some Tramadol

This relationship’s kinda dull

Bitch I’m appalled how you dey see me some Dalai Lama

Cos my mind dey whenever drama calls

And I’m never gonna find a broad as useless as you

You go fit fly abroad sef chale

Make this LDR put the nails for the coffin

Help me out

You can bail on me

Often you sell me out, but the sale’s not enough

Man, you let me shout, then you wail till you're coughing

It's ending now

It's your grave that I'm offering

You let me down

I'm going apeshit

I'm morphing like Marco

Tsw...chale why i still dey rap sef?

Fuck you