The ice on yo wrist it be fake
The shirt cost a arm and a leg
I stepped outside now all I see is red
Hopped on the jet where skiii at
S/o to Siito my nigga we been at it (been at it)
Don't rock no designer but niggas be asking where the f*ck I get my swag at
Barely did shit now my haters mad
Won't stop still I get me a hunnid racks
Niggas be eating on go slo's I punch Doritos my nigga we not the same
Glock with extended clips he barely made it
Now he back again talking shit again
Your ho been ran thru all my friends
And she finna do it again
Like yeat I go dumb with the bells
I smoke blunts and get top in a Benz
Quit forex now I'm finna rap
On the way to the top and I ain't coming back
Vivienne Westwood my neck
The new pendant cost a arm and a leg
Woke up and went got a tat
Got the the cream, I felt like wu-tang
Popping Percs, I don't f*ck with xens
Bought some sprite and I poured in the lean
I'm a one of one I can never be replaced
F*cked her once now she feeling like mace
Two phones like I'm kevin gates
This a tonka bitch this not a wraith
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The ice on yo wrist it be fake
The shirt cost a arm and a leg
I stepped outside now all I see is red
Hopped on the jet where skiii at
S/o to Siito my nigga we been at it (been at it)
Don't rock no designer but niggas be asking where the f*ck I get my swag at
Barely did shit now my haters mad
Won't stop still I get me a hunnid racks
Niggas be eating on go slo's I punch Doritos my nigga we not the same
Glock with extended clips he barely made it
Now he back again talking shit again
Your ho been ran thru all my friends
And she finna do it again
Like yeat I go dumb with the bells
I smoke blunts and get top in a Benz
Quit forex now I'm finna rap
On the way to the top and I ain't coming back
Vivienne Westwood my neck
The new pendant cost a arm and a leg
Woke up and went got a tat
Got the the cream, I felt like wu-tang
Popping Percs, I don't f*ck with xens
Bought some sprite and I poured in the lean
I'm a one of one I can never be replaced
F*cked her once now she feeling like mace
Two phones like I'm kevin gates
This a tonka bitch this not a wraith
The shirt cost a arm and a leg
I stepped outside now all I see is red
Hopped on the jet where skiii at
S/o to Siito my nigga we been at it (been at it)
Don't rock no designer but niggas be asking where the f*ck I get my swag at
Barely did shit now my haters mad
Won't stop still I get me a hunnid racks
Niggas be eating on go slo's I punch Doritos my nigga we not the same
Glock with extended clips he barely made it
Now he back again talking shit again
Your ho been ran thru all my friends
And she finna do it again
Like yeat I go dumb with the bells
I smoke blunts and get top in a Benz
Quit forex now I'm finna rap
On the way to the top and I ain't coming back
Vivienne Westwood my neck
The new pendant cost a arm and a leg
Woke up and went got a tat
Got the the cream, I felt like wu-tang
Popping Percs, I don't f*ck with xens
Bought some sprite and I poured in the lean
I'm a one of one I can never be replaced
F*cked her once now she feeling like mace
Two phones like I'm kevin gates
This a tonka bitch this not a wraith
Writer: Khumo Mdhluli
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