Lyrics: Andile Radebe
Music: Andile Radebe
Keeping it accurate I got precision
Aiming the glock so I know I ain’t missing
You ain’t too far ahead it’s a really short distance
And my niggas be everywhere you cannot miss us
Keep it 100 we make it to christmas
I’m 499 for those who aint listen
See all them niggas that be stealing swag but they hella loud so they really not with it
Said these niggas just be stealing swag
Talk a lot but you aint the man
Say i’m really attached to the bands
Had enough of these niggas i’m popping these xans
No that ain’t your money cause that is your dads
Samson and delilah like me and the bag
And a nigga been preaching so please understand
Overseas so a nigga been walking on sand
Working too hard gotta stay in the stu
So many blues my pockets is blue
Man i’m sick and tired not talking bout flu
Gotta stay with my brothers I stick with the crew
They wanna know but we leave em confused
Is it her or the bag, I really can’t choose
We don’t care a nigga been breaking the rules
I don’t say too much I’m leaving a clue
I’m boutta lose my cool
Ask him what he finna do
Yung scott can’t lose
Gotta do what you do (You gotta do what you do)
what’s your eta?
what’s your eta?
what’s your eta?
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what’s your eta?
what’s your eta?