Lyrics Fully In - AKA

Fully In

Pardon me for the drama
I put niggas through trauma
Couldn’t penetrate the armour
Now they drinking sugar water
Death or dishonour
Head shots to this on
I can’t stop when own a sweatshop
Sauna
Blood clot
Lawless
Everybody gotta have a dream
I will probably get some dummy teeth
If I ever meet them baller
TKZee family
Set up pipe with the foil
Halloween (trick a treat)
Thats guaranteed she blowing
We ain’t suppose to be on magazines
None of this shit is normal
Started jacking up for overseas
Pretty queen baby oil
Niggas gon be niggas
Bitches won’t be loyal
Contracts seven figures
Time piece like water!
Sexy you understand ah
I’m in the section
I’m flexing
You pay attention I pay my taxes
Bando, you hold the candle
Monna relaxa
My stature too international
You flying Mango
Your baggage goes to Cabanas
I’m at the Palace
Jacuzzi
She finna use me
Orange juice me
Cruelty
Bad and Boujee
Lil Uzi confuse me
Take off my Gucci, take off my jewellery
School me
I put this on my mama
Pussy niggas all up in ma face like balaclava
What’s a Rand to a Dollar?
Is you gon' dala watch holla?
Big boys… don’t cry
Try to walk in my shoe size, it’s too tight!
Numbers don’t lie
Lightening, ganja, motherf-er
Fully in, fully in
Fully in, fully in
Fully in, in the gym
Fully in, fully in
Bullet proof in a Benz
Phillip Blane
Hundrem M’s
I do
Shoot to kill
Bheki Cele
Fucking in
Body bags, money bags
Money bags, money bags
Fully in, fully in
Bullet proof in a Benz
Phillip Blane
Hundrem M’s
I do
Shoot to kill
Bheki Cele
Bheki Cele
Say my name or write it down
Sunday morning
How many commas in my account
I work in the Louis I buy it out
I told my mama I will buy a house
I guess I’m the father figure now
You Mickey Mouse
In the clouds
Who’s gay now who’s jiggy now?
Cause Reebok payed the big amount
They be lining up when the shit is out
Wassup with your boy?
What’s that shit about?
Monday to Monday
T-shirts are selling out
My niggas online
But you out of data huh?
This ain’t no regular cut
I’m rocking Virgil Abloh
Niggas finna get the lampack
Pull up on Marylin Monroe
Niggas asking where your hands at
Phillip Ndoeh
My closet full of couture
Your closet full of manure
In the club trine make peace
Crystal for my enemies
2018 that’s a lame beat
When you focus all of your energy
On the basics
Salaries, payslips
You ain’t shit without family
They gon' hold you down like gravity
Spaceship
Eagle eye
Doors up like butterfly
Patience
All my dogs stunt
101 Dalmatians
Black and white
Keep an open mind
Harry Oppenheim
That’s paper
They’ve been doing it from wayza
With the born free masons
I Stellenbosch with the laces
Eyes closed shooting free throws like the Lakers
Switch switch switch
2 points
Switch switch switch
2 points
Oh boy
Big boys… don’t cry
Try to walk in my shoe size, it’s too tight!
Numbers don’t lie
Lightening, ganja, motherf-er
Fully in, fully in
Fully in, fully in
Fully in, in the gym
Fully in, fully in
Bullet proof in a Benz
Phillip Blane
Hundrem M’s
I do
Shoot to kill
Bheki Cele
Fucking in
Body bags, money bags
Money bags, money bags
Fully in, fully in
Bullet proof in a Benz
Phillip Blane
Hundrem M’s
I do
Shoot to kill
Bheki Cele
Bheki Cele