verse 1 [Kid X]
The lames don't believe we next
Fuck a subtweet, why don't they just cc X
Recognise me I'm CTF, the ones your mommy's DTF
And subsequently leave BFs
Real talk joe, angifihli nix
You can find me in the club popping
About six bottles of rose, you can't stop me
Ungangitsheli ngalama plus shopping
Abo Jimmy Comes To Jozi
Aning'yeke ngiyayikhuluma
Work hard for my guap
Lezinja zizam' ukung' khuluma
Hands down the numero uno
You see something in my cup
It's probably the goose and the luva
If mommy ain't tryna fuck
Ngim'busel' emuva
Maar a ska ntlela ka dibati
O ntlisetsa bonobo
I'm on my brand new swag
My new set of colognes probably got you lame dudes mad
But dude tell em I'm gone
hook
verse 2 [Ginger]
I cruise in the city, move smooth with her pretty
Who's who, little Mrs too cute, she can get it
Man it's not even a blue moon, this is usual
Look at how he ooze through, dude forget it
They be like who that though
The stack hoes, bad boy puff Castro
Hit the stack note, mad boy, crush bad hoes
Bout to cash flow, ripple back,
Where we at yo
The last name Swagger right
My pimp game slick, I could probably bag a dyke
Switch dames quick, I will probably mack your wife
But your chick ain't thick, she ain't even half my type
Only bang mommy if she be the bomb, hey
Three thousand for a verse, you should call it Andres
All about my queen and my team now that's loyalty
Cleaned out at my last show, I just need some royalties
hook
The mood is just right
The dude is slick with no purple suit
Boo can get piped, oops
I mean boo can get pimped out
Nothing else left to do but get right
Bright city lights, my fly is on auto pilot
This mommy I'm with got sex appeal
She the light skinned type
I'm trying to avoid violence
But God damn it she dressed to kill
