Olamide – Synchro System Ft. Pheelz, Young Jonn & Lil Kesh Lyrics

• Artist: Olamide
• Title Of Song: Synchro System
• Featured Artist: Pheelz, Young Jonn & Lil Kesh
• Album Title: Ikigai / 生き甲斐, Vol. 1 [EP]
• Year Of Release: 2024 

Chorus: Pheelz

Truly truly

Life has been a movie aje, dancing

Synchro system, Sunny Ade

Mo ni, “Sho ti to?”

Wọn ni, “Ko ti to o”

Control dance floor

Gbedu new school

Verse 1: Pheelz

Disappear and appear like a magician

They never see another stylish one

Bad energy keep your distance

24-7 I’m grinding I

Odegbami mathematician

I dey play every role every position

And I know my worth

Make I tell you in short

Ọmọ me I no dey take insult

Chorus: Pheelz

Truly truly

Life has been a movie aje, dancing

Synchro system, Sunny Ade

Mo ni, “Sho ti to?”

Wọn ni, “Ko ti to o”

Control dance floor

Gbedu new school

Verse 2: Young Jonn

If na orobo I go give am dada

You already know my p

Amorawa taba

Ki’n ri wara wa my G

And I can’t lie my G

Truly truly God has been amazing to me

All my worries disappear

Chorus: Pheelz

Truly truly

Life has been a movie aje, dancing

Synchro system, Sunny Ade

Mo ni, “Sho ti to?”

Wọn ni, “Ko ti to o”

Control dance floor

Gbedu new school

Verse 3: Lil Kesh

This gbedu make we want to jogodo

Dance like there’s tanbolo in my sokoto

O lo far from Ijebu to Sokoto

Polongo Sikiratu want to Sindodo

YAGI n bo l’ona comot comot

Steeze po fine boy I no wowo

One shot two shot I don no, no, no, no

Fine girls line up for my domot domot

Steeze, 100

Composure, 100

Swagger, 100

Ọgba, 200

Mugbele nigga make dem fo

What the fuck? do I look like I give a fuck?

Verse 4: Olamide

Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up)

Before I go in hol’ up (Hol’ up)

Before I go in roll up (Roll up)

Before I switch the flow up, yeah

Who that nigga rocking that new Chinchilla?

Looking like serial killer

Ara won a balẹ, cia ga

I no dey function well like Tinapa

Ero pọ Coachella

Aluko ajela

I’m just rocking Maison Margiela

Idan bi Shina Peller

Enu ose Durella

Na God be my propeller, oh

This gbedu too hot if you put body

E go bleach you, you go turn to albino

I flow like a psycho, badder than Michael

I go faster than a nitro

I bombard the game and I throw bangers

Like alaga dem dey kako

Carlos bi Roberto eminado

Wọn gbọn mu bi ti Moscato

Ko to nkan lo n soyan di awọn bi ti tinko

E ma je eleyi lọ na biti Burrito

Oju mi ti lẹri bi ti chinco

Let’s call it a day, my G finito