A-Q & Brymo – Wọn Dé Lyrics

Wọn Dé

A-Q & Brymo

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"Wọn Dé." - A-Q & Brymo

Sunday, 18 October 2026, 07:26 pm

Album: Ethos

Track No: 01

Hm, ladies and gentlemen, welcome
Prepare and ready your eardrums
This may only happen once or
May be twice in a blue moon, seldom, uh
Value for every penny on your data subscriptions, well done, uh
First, I got to tell you I'm in rare form, uh
Now, let me go ahead and share some, uh
Came from the same place hell's from
Men, I had to hustle hard to get out of that hell-storm, uh
Every time mama shed a teardrop
Took that, made it into seeds for the bed rock, uh
Never at home, but when I came back
Slept on the floor, bed had bedbugs
When the light bill came, had a head rush
Knew they'll cut that wire to bare floor
No love, no girls, just bear hugs
Raised by wolves, only understood the leg work
Rock bottom to top bottom, all you got to do is
Choose which way you wanna end up, uh
Different ways of cooking that beans for bread and garri
No ketchup (no)
Men stay cunning like the red fox play with me
I promise get a headshot (whoa)
Before they made phones that Rome
I was roaming these streets, no connection on network, uh
Now, I'm on desk with a desktop, huh
Killing these beats, I'm next up, uh
A.m. to p.m. to AMGs, me and the money made a wed-lock, uh
The game try to put me in a headlock, deadlock
Then, I heard God say fear not, fear not (wo)
Ah, wọn dé, wọn k'ogba wọ'lé
Ni ṣe lọ gb'ẹnì wà o, wọn tún sá lọ'lé o
Ah, wọn dé, wọn gb'orí wọ'lé
Ni ṣe lọ gb'ẹnì wà o, wọn tún sún lọ-lé, ah
Thought I told y'all I was made different
Coming out shooting, I don't play defense
Lil' brother died, y'all thought that I was done
Now, witness the return of the great villain, I'm
When it's going hard 'cause the pays decent
It wouldn't make a difference if it came from privileged
I be damned, if I spend another day in it
It's A-Q, baby, I'm in cake business
It's the same system, I'm shape-shifting
Y'all A listing, I'm weight lifting
If your dames missing, that'd probably me
Had her singing out her lungs like Grey Griffen
Let's take a minute, please, calm yourself
Is that you on IG or someone else?
These filters got y'all looking like Ls
No cameras, still, I'm looking like wealth
Y'all looking like (well), do it yourself
Get a mill yourself, get a deal yourself
I'm boasting 'cause I didn't sell myself
These Benzes are not going to fuel themselves, uh
Have a little faith is what you tell yourself
When you really need help, can't bail yourself
I went through hell, but I held myself
Could have fell from grace, but I'm fly, I'm stealth, uh
I don't make no YouTube money
Go get the groupies with your little kush money
That rent a short, led with a few dudes money
That's just too funny like Josh2funny, uh
That behaviour would cost you money
No Hush Puppy looking like they got you money
No federalist, interpol burst you money
I just keep low-key with a hush you money, huh
Ah, wọn dé, wọn k'ogba wọ'lé
Ni ṣe lọ gb'ẹnì wà o, wọn tún sá lọ'lé o
Ah, wọn dé, wọn gb'orí wọ'lé
Ni ṣe lọ gb'ẹnì wà o, wọn tún sún lọ-lé, ah
Ah, wọn dé, wọn k'ogba wọ'lé
Ni ṣe lọ gb'ẹnì wà o, wọn tún sá lọ'lé o
Ah, wọn dé, wọn gb'orí wọ'lé
Ni ṣe lọ gb'ẹnì wà o, wọn k'ogba wọ'lé, ah

Writer(s): Gilbert Bani & Olawale Ibrahim Ashimi.

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