[Intro: Costa Titch]
Yeah
Woah!
Ayy
Yeah
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
I ain't got the SAMAs but I got the summer
Who the fuck you know that's stackin' up the numbers?
Who the fuck you know that got it independent?
Got the city on my back, I got it on the pendent
All these homies they be chasin' and it's never endin'
Trending in your city, boy, you know we comin'
Comin' for the money, comin' for your hunnies
Real life shit, ain't no gimmick dummy
[Verse 1: Costa Titch]
Mntwana wanna touch me, are you sure?
Meet me at the back, I got some business at the door
I'm prepared to die for this shit, fuck a hoe
Are you sure? Are you sure?
Are you sure? Are you sure?
Way'sus' uzoy'mela
Ngifike ne zam', abo stout-er
Don't trust that, don't trust that, azithembeki
Yizo yizo boy
Athi they gon' switch it just to stay in it boy
Athi they be playin on your stories, they a toy
I just got a tag from this honey and she mooi
Beke le beke rabatsena as'bonge
As'hambeni
Yizo yizo estraten'
Eh, as'hambeni
[Refrain: Costa Titch]
Yeah
Woah!
Ayy
Yeah
[Verse 2: AKA]
Let me cut to the point
Demonstration how to cut to the noise
Motivation for the block, for the boys
In a spaceship just coppin' a [?]
Early fruits to your labour
Fuck friends, get paper
I crush and destroy
Turn enemies into vapour
Yeah I know I made a few mistakes but the Lord is my saviour
It's never too late for salvation
Body in the [?], give me [?]
Protein shake, wax on wax off
Carry this cross like sorry for every time I say "Oh my God"
This shit crazy
Palestine bombs on bombs
Fill a plane with skulls and bones
Really high highs and lows
I cannot lie, life only makes sense when I'm in album mode
Every time I touch [?], yeah
Ice keep the Cristal cold
Cook in the kitchen [?]
You welcome
Bless
Less, stress
Got the plug like Telkom
[Refrain: Costa Titch]
Yeah
Woah!
Ayy Champuru Makhenzo
Yeah
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
I ain't got the SAMAs but I got the summer
Who the fuck you know that's stackin' up the numbers?
Who the fuck you know that got it independent?
Got the city on my back, I got it on the pendent
All these homies they be chasin' and it's never endin'
Trending in your city, boy, you know we comin'
Comin' for the money, comin' for your hunnies
Real life shit, ain't no gimmick dummy
Yeah
Woah!
Ayy
Yeah
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
I ain't got the SAMAs but I got the summer
Who the fuck you know that's stackin' up the numbers?
Who the fuck you know that got it independent?
Got the city on my back, I got it on the pendent
All these homies they be chasin' and it's never endin'
Trending in your city, boy, you know we comin'
Comin' for the money, comin' for your hunnies
Real life shit, ain't no gimmick dummy
[Verse 1: Costa Titch]
Mntwana wanna touch me, are you sure?
Meet me at the back, I got some business at the door
I'm prepared to die for this shit, fuck a hoe
Are you sure? Are you sure?
Are you sure? Are you sure?
Way'sus' uzoy'mela
Ngifike ne zam', abo stout-er
Don't trust that, don't trust that, azithembeki
Yizo yizo boy
Athi they gon' switch it just to stay in it boy
Athi they be playin on your stories, they a toy
I just got a tag from this honey and she mooi
Beke le beke rabatsena as'bonge
As'hambeni
Yizo yizo estraten'
Eh, as'hambeni
[Refrain: Costa Titch]
Yeah
Woah!
Ayy
Yeah
[Verse 2: AKA]
Let me cut to the point
Demonstration how to cut to the noise
Motivation for the block, for the boys
In a spaceship just coppin' a [?]
Early fruits to your labour
Fuck friends, get paper
I crush and destroy
Turn enemies into vapour
Yeah I know I made a few mistakes but the Lord is my saviour
It's never too late for salvation
Body in the [?], give me [?]
Protein shake, wax on wax off
Carry this cross like sorry for every time I say "Oh my God"
This shit crazy
Palestine bombs on bombs
Fill a plane with skulls and bones
Really high highs and lows
I cannot lie, life only makes sense when I'm in album mode
Every time I touch [?], yeah
Ice keep the Cristal cold
Cook in the kitchen [?]
You welcome
Bless
Less, stress
Got the plug like Telkom
[Refrain: Costa Titch]
Yeah
Woah!
Ayy Champuru Makhenzo
Yeah
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
I ain't got the SAMAs but I got the summer
Who the fuck you know that's stackin' up the numbers?
Who the fuck you know that got it independent?
Got the city on my back, I got it on the pendent
All these homies they be chasin' and it's never endin'
Trending in your city, boy, you know we comin'
Comin' for the money, comin' for your hunnies
Real life shit, ain't no gimmick dummy
( Costa Titch & AKA )
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