Ɛkyɛ´na dwo, ye pia na y3 bo
Every ting be cool kraa yɛn fa ne fo
Ɛkyɛ´na dwo, the baddies all dey

Morning-t collect my thoughts like church offering

Dressed to impress, the fit? that be marketing
Silence deafening the ring tone barging in
The streets say cash for ass that´s bargaining
Streets keep calling streets keep calling
Somewhere in between the dusk and the morning
Sunny in the skies but the wind be appalling
Ye be wu nti yɛn da? I guess I´m all in
Kojo Kwasi Kwame moving like an army
The babes all blowing on vapes e be gnarly
The sea side be sweet side the booze dark n stormy
Forget obiaa abɔnten dey Inform me

The streets it calling
The streets is calling
Ima pick up
Coz the streets is calling

The streets it calling
The streets is calling
Ima pick up
Coz the streets is calling

Me and my sisters
When we hit the streeti
We do not wanti
No likkle dicky
Crowding my spaysi
Isn´t a thingy
Dancing the doggy
That is the plani

Bringing the sticky the kudi and freaky
Enjoyment for gal dem the big boys are picky
Lagos to Jozi they know us we spoil dɛr
Swiping and living la vida, sorted

Get the table-li Get us the drinksi
Ask no questionsi
We pay the billi
Sibaningi Baninginingi Amaniki Manikiniki

Maybe have affair with a stranger danger
She had a brush with fame chale man´s a painter
The streets no be safe I guess I am its savior
Everything be paid for we no ask for favour

The streets it calling
The streets is calling
Ima pick up
Coz the streets is calling

The streets it calling
The streets is calling

Ima pick up
Coz the streets is calling

The streets it calling
The streets is calling
Ima pick up
Coz the streets is calling

The streets it calling
The streets is calling
Ima pick up
Coz the streets is calling