Wetin Dey Sup?

Yeah
Yeah yeah
Na Zino dey talk

Benzino go sue you for damages (damages)
Oh my God

Watin dey sup (watin dey sup)
Na Zino dey talk (na Zino dey talk)
I make the beat (I make the beat)
And I am rapping on top (and I am rapping on top)
I don stop to smoke (I don stop to smoke)
I been do tramadol (I been do tramadol)

Pussy dey sweet but the money is sweeter
I want a Benz (I want a Benz)
I want a porch (I want a porch)
I want ice on my neck (Ice ice)
Cause the feeling is cooler (cooler)
I am schooling your game (schooling your game)
But you don't understand
Its a hell of a night yeah like school boy Q my Nigga
Pain after pain is gain
So I dey grind every day
I no wan go work invain
Make the money come my way
I no wan go pop champagne
And blow all the money away
If I go broke today nobody go reason my face
Them say the money they change me
I look and laugh away
I no dey hustle every day just to remain the same
You better watch and pray and grind hard every day
Them say Philippines no dey pay
But my guy dey collet ever day (true)
Smell good when I pass you
With my new ring, new shoes
DEVILISH thoughts all around me
So don't let the fake smile fool you
Homies gonna say they get you
Your niggas gonna say they get you
But when you go need them the most
That's when you gon realize that only You got You
Yes them want to see you good
But they hate to see you better
And when you fight to be great
Them gon send you back to the gutter
You got to keep on fighting
Keep your head up brother
Because the road is not for the swift
But consistency my brother
Trade the naira for the dollar
Gang gang I am a baller
And my team is getting bigger
The bank account longer
This here is no once upon a time
This really happen for real Duncan mighty tell me pray for a miracle, a Aconuche and that's what it is.

Na him be the wisdom
Na him be the wisdom
Na him be the wisdom (wisdom)
It comes from the lord
It comes from the lord
It comes from the lord (God)
Na him be the wisdom
Na him be the wisdom
Na him be the wisdom (wisdom)
It comes from the lord
It comes from the lord
It comes from the lord (God)

I am the type of nigga
Counting hundred figure
Gang gang yeah I swear I have got killers
F with me I leave your fucking face disfigured
Skin don dey low and my eyes don dey red
Wake up for night and I grind for my life
Writing my rhymes and I am felling the beat
No one around so I ginner myself
And I look in the mirror and say.

Watin dey sup (watin dey sup, watin dey sup, watin dey sup)
Na Zino dey talk (zino dey talk, zino dey talk, zino dey talk)

I make the beat (I make the beat)
And I am rapping on top (I am rapping on top)
I don stop to smoke (I don stop to smoke)
I been do tramadol
Before before.
One take
Watin dey sup
Na zino dey talk
Na zino dey talk