(Burna, Naughty) Yeah sho di
Yeah, yeah, yeah sho di
(Funkula)

Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me
Not the ones, wey dey from Instagram for me
Say Goddamn you no go fit handle me
God go punish, whoever no gbadun me
Because I know that I'm the bigger man
It's why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (uh)
'Til today I dey the same because I can't change
I be naughty by nature, I be gang gang

Now your girl she say she like, the way my chain bling
I be king, so me and you no be the same thing
No be me, na God, do am no dey blame me
As you see, I jejely dey for my lane men
Remember when I used to hope and pray for change, men (yeah)
As in any little petty cash change men (ooh)
Just to get a ride back to the main land, yeah
Now when they see the double R, I'm like "Amen"
Come make I give you tori, when nobody know me
When I dey run from police 'cause if dem catch my kpoli
Den dem go barb me goris, give me quit notice
Carry me go, oh

Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me
Not the ones, wey dey from Instagram for me
Say God damn you no go fit handle me
God go punish, whoever no gbadun me
Because I know that I'm the bigger man
It's why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (uh)
'Til today I dey the same because I can't change
I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang

See me I no be politician, me no like no politics
Hmm, ha, like no politics
Go ahead, ask anybody my beginnings
Hmm, ha, my beginnings
Dem go t-t-t-t-tell you say my style di wickedest
Hmm, ha, style wickedest
Whether Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, anytime of the week
Hmm, ha, time of the week

Come on, come on
Have a ball, if you act maturely
Ay yo who wanna get invited to a Burna party?
I got a hunnid and eighteen homies who's naughty
So baby don't you bring your friends if you chicks are corny
We gets it on 'til the dawn, 'til they say this is ridiculous
Ladies they love the way we come through in the clutch
Fellas who can't keep up, might as well hit the dust
And haters bump what they say they don't mean shh
Yo, I give three words when I try to scoop her
Then after that, ain't got no time for no party pooper
I keeps it moving 'cause we zone out and own our own damn lane
Thirty years up in this same game, still doing our damn thang

Heard I'm a earner, had to earn a burner
Trigga nigga, Naughty Nation, marshal arsenal
Never had to use Burna's burners
I'm a changed man, still the gun range
Singing karaoke, wife wearing Dolce
Black fist pick stuck in my goatee
Been winning, befriending woman, from the beginning
With a dripping driver, African emblems on the engine, engine, engine
A number runner, every summer, what's hopping with ya option?
Keep it gutter witcha brother

Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me
Not the ones, wey dey from Instagram for me
Say God damn you no go fit handle me
God go punish, whoever no gbadun me
Because I know that I'm the bigger man
It's why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (uh)
'Til today I dey the same because I can't change
I be naughty by nature, I be gang gang

Some people think it's a game, like connect four
'Til I, rise the ting and dem collect four
I come extort, give me both mine and yours
Silent war 'cause anyone could be next door
I was born, naughty by nature, now I make more
But still me wicked as they come, your eyes get sore
Why you watch my pockets for?
Watch it, mmh, Spaceship Rocket Boys

Runner by nature
Know that shawty bang-bang
New Jerusalem Africa the same game
Boom bap, boom baye, are all the same slang
No protection, no peace, they know the chain game
Bang, bang

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Writer(s): Alli Odunayo, Anthony Shawn Criss, Benny Golson, Damimi Ebunoluwa Ogulu, Keir Gist, Vincent Brown