SOMETHING ON THE SIDE (feat. DOBBY)

One, two, three, four

Jeepneys lined up at the door

Five, six, seven hours or more

But it's always one way

Every time we need to say

I'll be late and I'll be sore

Now I, waiting for a ride

Calling it a night

Isn't it a Tuesday? Isn't it five?

If you ride then bring your phone

And I'm feeling kinda fine

Peeking out my eye

Looking like some greased up pork on some rice

I had plans but now no more

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

No more

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

No more

If I, barely still alive

Calling it a night

You're not even forty, isn't it five?

If I'm tired I'm going home

But if I can make the 95

Do it with a smile

Looking like the best damn lolo alive

I'll make plans but they'll be gone

One, two, three, four

Jeepneys lined up at the door

Five, six, seven hours or more

But it's always one way

Every time we need to say

I had a point, but now no more

Yeah, it's gone

Yeah, baby, it's gone

Beautiful and one of a kind

Decorated in the likeness of Optimus Prime

Working 'til the early sunrise

I'll be waiting at the market at a quarter past five

Ayy, wear my colours with pride

I got something on the front, I got something on the side

I can hustle on the ground, you can bus it in the sky

Ayy, don't you phase me out

People love me too much to be changing routes

I'm the culture when it comes to this place, no doubt

My chrome shimmer whenever showin' my face in town

Rosary on the dash

Blessin' every day like some groceries in the bag (What?)

Painted up, it don't get much doper than that (Ayy)

Custodian driven, too many people I might just bust open the back (Aha)