Текст песни Teenage Gang on My Doorstep - Davido

Washing dishes in my kitchen
I was thinking about my artillery
When I heard about your guys
Using words that were not in the dictionary
Seems like nowadays
Nobody has any respect
The younger you are the more you reject
Teenage gang what fun it must be
To drink a six pack
Teenage gang with a pack of smokes
You can tell they are happy
By the way they choke
I was putting things away
In the kitchen cupboard
But I decided I suddenly heard
Somebody's tires burning rubber
Usually, lately
My peace gets shattered But hey
When did anything start to matter
Teenage gang what fun it must be
To drink a six-pack
Teenage gang with a pack of smokes
You can tell they are happy
By the way they choke
Teenage gang what fun it must be
To drink a six pack