[Lyric] Haaland (Keeya Keys)

[Intro]
Gyal slow down, Muller
I'm running behind like Haaland
Got a new bhad ting from Holland
I bust my nut like voila

[Verse 1]
I used to drink Magnum before football training
And drop a dead ting cah I need practise
Charge it to the game like EA
Don't care what she say, not purpose
This girl called man a bad egg
But comes running back when man hatches
Not a running back, but man still catches vibes live custom tactic
My bottoms boot cut like karate trousers
I had to bust them with some fly kicks
She got me when she look in my eyes
But I can't wife her 'cause she wear size six
Shе's too excited when I snap man's facе when I'm in a crisis
This bread came with so many problems
But it's way better than my old life was
Bro, this beach license
Sending my bread through my Eastside ting
Feel like God bless my ting but bro got a problem, I'm beside them
Ten toes when I see siren
I got a thing for my new side-ting
Don't feel a thing when she's smiling
I'm not lying, babe, I'm freestyling
[Chorus]
Gyal slow down, wollan
I'm running behind like Haaland
Got a new bad ting from Holland
I bust my nut, voila
She moody something like vola
I don't say bye I just cut and ola
Yeah, my bro miss Juma
But pray Salat in a blacked out bomber
Gyal slow down, wollan
I'm running behind like Haaland
Got a new bad ting from Holland
I bust my nut, voila
She moody something like vola
I don't say bye I just cut and ola
Yeah, my bro miss Juma
But pray Salat in a blacked out bomber

[Verse 2]
How could you tell me
My face looks like a seat? Nah, baby you're dumb (are you dumb?)
You came to do lifestyle with me cah your man is a bum
You know what you do for a crack
But you try to move like I'm stupid or some'
Only want neck or sleeping, I'm slumped
Next day beat the back like a bongo drum
The way I just brought out the entrées on my entry I spot the girl that I want
Yo, keep it 101
Can't trip up, cah ah born Babylon
You ever been rejected, nah, trust me it's a humbling one
And now you wanna move to me
Better spit the words you are stumbling on
[Chorus]
Gyal slow down, holla
I'm running behind like Haaland
Got a new bad ting from Holland
I bust my nut, voila
She moody something like vola
I don't say bye I just cut and ola
Yeah, my bro miss Juma
But pray Salat in a blacked out bomber
Gyal slow down, holla
I'm running behind like Haaland
Got a new bad ting from Holland
I bust my nut, voila
She moody something like vola
I don't say bye I just cut and ola
Yeah, my bro miss Juma
But pray Salat in a blacked out bomber

[Outro]
Quincy Tellem