| These niggas ain’t down to earth they better come back down
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| Heard they be taking shots need more rounds
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| Down with the Rands and Nairas tryna lose pounds
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| Yeah I’ll be in the gym, working out
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| Gettin' turned up on a Sunday
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| 'Cause I’m gettin' more money on Monday, haa
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| I take these girls out on Tuesday
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| And I buy 'em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid, huh
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| Barbiliscious on Wednesday
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| Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
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| I’m with my niggas Thursday I’m in the bando
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| Friday, car wash I’m in the Benzo
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| Lost a lot of weight just to fit in Balmain
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| Now I got a new car, new chain
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| Bought a new grill with the diamonds and they bling
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| Shout out to Saint Laurent, he’s a saint
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| Jay 'bout to leave the Porsche he 'bout to bring the plane
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| Yeah I’ma bring the bars, bring the pain
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| Lom’ntwan untlwaela blind she lift her bra and her thang
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| Now I’m 'bout to see my girl and her friends
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| Sexy Chubby, Supa Mega so you best get out the way
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| Boys in trucks, huh — G63
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| I took this girl out on a school day
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| And I drop her ass off at UJ
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| Gettin' turned up on a Sunday
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| 'cause I’m gettin' more money on Monday, haa
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| I take these girls out on Tuesday
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| And I buy 'em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid, huh
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| Barbiliscious on Wednesday
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| Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
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| I’m with my niggas Thursday I’m in the bando
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| Friday, car wash I’m in the Benzo
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| Always had the dream that I would be the Supa Mega
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| On my second album but they treat me like a legend
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| Listen to my old shit, that’s my only pressure
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| City where the gold is that’s the Holy Mecca
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| You can get the money, you can never buy taste
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| Take a sip of my name split the side grave
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| Niggas talking beef shit wanna braai vleis
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| Why you smoking cheap shit, this is high grade
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| I think this mami got potential
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| I think this molly got me bustin' out the friend zone
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| Drop in the champagne like a Mentos
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| We in the lobby but your body is a temple
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| Gettin' turned up on a Sunday
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| 'cause I’m gettin' more money on Monday, haa
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| I take these girls out on Tuesday
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| And I buy 'em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid, huh
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| Barbiliscious on Wednesday
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| Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
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| I’m with my niggas Thursday I’m in the bando
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| Friday, car wash I’m in the Benzo
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| Ang’buy iskelem' man I buy things
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| It’s not my fault that these rappers bayizing
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| The Thundercat back brought the lightning
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| But now these niggas mad cause these hoes selling pipe dreams
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| I’m treating habits like a spaza
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| You prolly thought I got this money from my father
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| R.I.P to Tata
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| Shall we continue with the saga
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| Thousand dollar jeans and balaclavas
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| You know this shit is a classic
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| This ain’t no Billabong — no regular fabric
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| This is a Megathon now build me a statue
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| My nigga I been a god don’t let this shit gas you
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| Sim Dope pull up in a coupe with the Porsche sign
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| Pop these bottles off the roof at the All White
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| Drop these models in the pool, one me there’s a lot of you
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| Time to show you how they do it in the North Side
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| Gettin' turned up on a Sunday
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| 'Cause I’m gettin' more money on Monday, haa
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| I take these girls out on Tuesday
|
| And I buy 'em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid, huh
|
| Barbiliscious on Wednesday
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| Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
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| I’m with my niggas Thursday I’m in the bando
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| Friday, car wash I’m in the Benzo
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| These niggas ain’t down to earth they better come back down
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| Heard they be taking shots need more rounds
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| Down with the Rands and Nairas, tryna lose pounds
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| Yeah I’ll be in the gym, working out |