Lyrics: New Trap
Music: New Trap
It's about to get real, Moses Tha Poet.
Ndine mwana waba banda, that's why muniona che kusamwa, came from rapping in grandma's kitchen.
Now cooking under Hollywood's vision.
Ndine mwana waba banda, that's why muniona che kusamwa, came from rapping in grandma's kitchen
Now cooking under Hollywood's vision.
Sheesh, you bitches screaming burn us,please.
I'm like you mother****ers on your, knees. Nigga, sheesh.
You niggas better get short, fly jay.
I ain't talking clout if I may, but I will one ate seven any chisense, cooked properly. They'll do anything for clout.
Well I thought hiphop was about punchlines and bouts.
How you gon rap bout being tough when you don't even live the life you rap about. Take a seat before you judge me.
When I rap I'm not from this country.
Nor planet, you can have it.
I rap for the alien masses.
Billboards, Grammy awards, cover of the next Forbes don't move me.
I have to take on the world through the sound that moves me, mmm ouu wee. Sumunachepe, mwachepesa.
Sininapaye, nalembesa.
You ain't no king, the jig is up.
It slaps nigga, it's bout to be ruff.
Ndine mwana waba banda, that's why muniona che kusamwa, came from rapping in grandma's kitchen.
Now cooking under Hollywood's vision.
Ndine mwana waba banda , that's why muniona che kusamwa , came from rapping in grandma's kitchen.
Now cooking under Hollywood's vision.
I came to serve the trap, brought it straight from grandma's kitchen
Careful it's so hot, you don't know what I been cooking
Own the scene I make the plot, homie I just live a movie
You don't know the half homie ain't no average juvi
How you pull up with a glock to rob someone with an uzi
Now niggas acting dumb I been here for a while I can act all stupid
All these niggas bout' to get chewed like gum homeboy right here been a cook for a minute
How y'all gon' pull up in all white fam when I'm on my reign(rain) shit bout' to get muddy
I gotta trap it out I need a re-up
Niggas keep mouthing out they getting beat up
Niggas keep capping when I'm on a rehab
These niggas bluffing and that's what got my shift ****ed up
And she love me cause of my rasta
Came from rapping in grandma's kitchen
Now we stashing up roaches in the ceiling
Ndine mwana waba banda, that's why muniona che kusamwa, came from rapping in grandma's kitchen.
Now cooking under Hollywood's vision.
Ndine mwana waba banda, that's why muniona che kusamwa , came from rapping in grandma's kitchen.
Now cooking under Hollywood's vision.