Music Video
Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Nkuna
Songwriter
Kholekile Thontsi
Songwriter
Sihle Sithole
Songwriter
Siyanda Mdledle
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Yeah
Champagne, ay
[Verse 2]
Bentley truck, Phantom, 'Rari, I'm manifesting
I'm in the studio, I'm sorry, I can't be resting
I'm still with my team, I'm getting the cream, shit is a blessing
They didn't care, but they wanna see ‘cause we ain't arrested
[Verse 3]
I told my bros
Let's mix the pink with blues
Askies, we never gon' lose
Lil' bitch we some goats imbuzi
[Verse 4]
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi (Look)
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
[Verse 5]
I need a lot of things, but a rat in my camp, no cap
Pillow talking bring a lot of problems, so why you do that?
I know I talk about money a lot, I'm just trying to be happy
So stop all that bitching and whining, I trust you go and get rack
[Verse 6]
Gucci, Prada, Fendi
I need my money in plenty
Different fabrics for this chocolate body
Got them shaking 'cause my fit on full attack
You know I'm booling, in fact
Let me switch up and speak in vernac'
Ke batla chelete engatha
If you ain't know, that's the zaga
Chankuuur for the times, we ain't have it
AMG, look, I gotta have it
Making money is a habit, so I do it every day till I reach a hunnid mil
And even then, I ain't gon' stop
I'm only bumfy when I'm at the top
Filled out the penthouse house parking spots
Foot on the gas
I ain't go stop, yeah
[Verse 7]
Bentley truck, Phantom, 'Rari, I'm manifesting
I'm in the studio, I'm sorry, I can't be resting
I'm still with my team, I'm getting the cream, shit is a blessing
They didn't care, but they wanna see ‘cause we ain't arrested
[Verse 8]
I told my bros
Let's mix the pink with blues
Askies, we never gon' lose
Lil' bitch, we some goats, imbuzi
[Verse 9]
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
Imbuzi
[Verse 10]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Man
Man, I was getting chopped, like, last week
**** ain't really that cool, **** ain't rad
****, they lame as shit
I leave the show with a bad lil' bit'
And I see these **** got mad, ay
Sheesh, I had to take her back
I ain't all that
Ion want trash, ay
[Verse 11]
Get to the crib and I'm counting my racks
I move like a cobra, slatt
She give me sloppy, I skeet on her lash
I couldn't hold it back
Baby girl told me she love the way that I say, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," on the track
When I'm performing, I see that these lil' **** scared
Scared, scared, scared outta slatt
[Verse 12]
Zodiac age, big twenty-three
High fantasy, big money please
Is that LB? Talking that talk
Tell 'em LB, you want zenni
I want that pink rack, rack, rack
To match the pink lows, no cap
Moving in ghost, Danny slime that
303 North, face my back
Can't catch a case
I'll never fold
I got gang, we DT bros
2B Nier
White bitch cold
She cold, she cold
9S Blade, talk sharp right now, my flow need gold
ROI, my foot at your door
When I was hot, had the jacket, for sure
Shagonomics, got the PHD, bro
Whoa
Written by: Kholekile Thontsi, Sihle Sithole, Siyanda Mdledle, William Nkuna