Koshi Songtext
I don’t talk much
I ain't got nothing to prove
I don't talk much
'Cause, I got too much to lose
If there's something on my mind (You can catch me on the microphone)
You no say, when I talk my own
Ọwọ kan o le to
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
I ain't got nothing to prove
I don't talk much
'Cause, I got too much to lose
If there's something on my mind (You can catch me on the microphone)
You no say, when I talk my own
Ọwọ kan o le to
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
You no say, you no go hear my gist
E no easy to fresh like this
On G
Rock best drip on legendary
Fresh to death to cemetery
I go chop one, abi you go chop two?
I go buy three, omoge mi ma fo
You suppose know
E mi, l'omo to n so
Ki lo fe se
Ki lo fe so
I don’t talk much
I ain't got nothing to prove
I don't talk much
'Cause, I got too much to lose
If there's something on my mind (You can catch me on the microphone)
You no say, when I talk my own
Ọwọ kan o le to
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
They ain’t working, how they say they working
In the club, you know I’m hardly flirting
Dirty working, that ain’t nothing, but she wants a birkin
Antisocial but you like me and I think I’m certain
Look my bae
I ain’t really got nothing to lose but tonight I think I’m finna let you choose
Let’s get loose, my bae
I ain’t really got nothing to prove, but I’m finna book a table for two
Or you can tell me how you’ll love a man
Or love a man that’ll bring a table and some rubber bands
'Cause, money problems weighed heavy on your other man
You know I’m chill, I keep it real I ain’t clubber man
Rizz a shawty up in grey bottoms widda couple bands
Now i know you get it
I was overseas getting money bank shredded
Couple MVPs in the V but don’t beg it
Couple anomalies on me but I ain’t stressing
But hey
Jomo
Get am, surplus
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
You no say, you no go hear my gist
E no easy to fresh like this
On G
Rock best drip on legendary
Fresh to death to cemetery
I go chop one, abi you go chop two?
I go buy three, omoge mi ma fo
You suppose know
E mi, l'omo to n so
Ki lo fe se
Ki lo fe so
I don’t talk much
I ain't got nothing to prove
I don't talk much
'Cause, I got too much to lose
If there's something on my mind (You can catch me on the microphone)
You no say, when I talk my own
Ọwọ kan o le to
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
Koshi, kuro
Je ki n rono
You dunno
Jomo
Get am, surplus
They ain’t working, how they say they working
In the club, you know I’m hardly flirting
Dirty working, that ain’t nothing, but she wants a birkin
Antisocial but you like me and I think I’m certain
Look my bae
I ain’t really got nothing to lose but tonight I think I’m finna let you choose
Let’s get loose, my bae
I ain’t really got nothing to prove, but I’m finna book a table for two
Or you can tell me how you’ll love a man
Or love a man that’ll bring a table and some rubber bands
'Cause, money problems weighed heavy on your other man
You know I’m chill, I keep it real I ain’t clubber man
Rizz a shawty up in grey bottoms widda couple bands
Now i know you get it
I was overseas getting money bank shredded
Couple MVPs in the V but don’t beg it
Couple anomalies on me but I ain’t stressing
But hey
