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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blxckie
Blxckie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sihle Sithole
Sihle Sithole
Lyrics
Lesego Justin Matjele
Lesego Justin Matjele
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swervo
Swervo
Producer

Tekst Utworu

The plug keep calling saying that he got something for me and my gang Bossing up, I went straight to the dollar from rand International, play my shit loud in Japan They call me Blxckie the chef I pulled up with a whip and spatula Arm in the pan Said you with it, you lied, I pulled up and you ran (Swervo) Feeling good, I took so many pictures with fans Pull up with bros to the party, it's heating up Look at my wrist and it's freezing up Game was too dirty, I came with the broom and I clean it up Jump in the crowd and they creasing my clothes Man, everything I do gon' impress a bitch Call up Lethabo to put me in rick I'm too wavy I get on the stage, almost slip I ain't dancing but I got my hand my- Hip from beginning I'm the lieutenant Came with the paint Changing the image Whole different time Whole different lineage Designer shades Shoutout to Vinny Yeah, that's bro, that's my cousin Go against him and get punished Came from the mo'fuckin' gutter, huh Used to put ac' in my tummy, huh (ahh!) Versace frame on the side of my face Walk in the club and these bitches they chase Came a long way from the Shacks and the Jakes I've been stacking the bread, it should come in a crate My birthday everyday, happy belated Everything litty, I stay celebrating All of you pussy-ass niggas is lazy I drop me a hit and go missing like Brady, haha
Writer(s): Sihle Sithole, Lesego Justin Matjele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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