Wickedest Luv Burna Boy (Ft. L.O.S (Nigeria))

[Intro: Burna Boy]
Microphone know me
Gyal yo
Burna boy, them wanna know me

[Chorus: Burna Boy]
She say me give her the wickedest luv
Yh she say me giving her the wickedest luv
Say she can′t get enough of this luv
Burna boy a give the girl the wickedest luv
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o
She say emi o lo o

[Verse 1: Los]
Yo, right!
Girl, you need to get your fuckin mind right
Drunk in the booty, breezy cannot drive right
Chics talking more tweets than a timeline
So, I'mma getting beating like a tambourine
Calories burning, spliffs in the morning, baby I′mma spark a joint
Then we fuckin on the moon feeling paranoid
Cumming all over the fuse seeking asteroids, stars and the asteroids
Collide that big back, now she moaning tell her friends, that's a???
(Ah, shit!)
Then she trash talk, for the record she likes it lowkey no caps lock