Reaching - CHIP, Burna Boy

I’ve gotta stop slewing, it’s true

I’ve got the kind of power that can have you on the news

I don’t want my energy channeled for you

I burn an MC and then I burn another zoot

Big batty gyal, she haffi work, work, work

Say she loves how I give them this work, work, work

I’ll say anybody’s name if I have to

Cuh I’m not a chicken or a jerk, jerk, jerk

But I’m well-seasoned

Spice is like when I’m pepper squeezing

Every other month, a new nigga reaching

Leave it

We ain’t got a reason, you didn’t have a reason

One time for my nigers that love designers

Clean Everyday, I know my 419-ers

Best way out’s through, you can’t run when it’s sticky

It’s bookey everywhere but God still got Chippy, awoh

Fire in my belly and my heart and my eyes

Think you’re gonna stunt on me?

Not tonight

Tek man for fries until you get fried

Lyrics on lyrics on lyrics on side

Boy, I’ve got the crack, what you saying?

Want a sample?

You are not the shit, no, you are just an arsehole

I be tryna make more songs they can dance to

Dissing my music but using it for samples

Cause we know I’ve got too many flavours

London to Kingston, Kuwait out to Lagos

Mr Make It Work, MCs get work

Couple bottles haffi burst, we’ve been putting in work

Please, no more bad vibes this year

Unless it’s somebody bigger than me dissing me, it’s air

Leave them bad-mind niggas over there

They can see and be sure we’ve got the wave over here, yeah

Trust, they gotta 'llow it, man

Bare vibes inside, drink inside, smoke inside, flows inside

What we tell them, Burna?

Y’all niggas need to chill off

Let niggas off

Watch how you speak to a boss

Give me a round of applause

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