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Injayam usliqe [Chorus] Bitch I’m a sensei Lv black belt kick kick layaway Trust I’m a problem when I pull up I’m sending up shottas haters good luck I’m giving my problems turn ‘em to profits aye The streets turn to coffins, whenever I drop These bitches keep talking Turning to gossip, trust it’s a problem [?] my face Wet the drip Mop or slip Can't cop the fit The game is rigged But fuck that shit They love 9, 6 the clique Click the drip Clack the 9 Let it walk Can’t top the tick [Verse 1: Maglera Doe Boy] Fetsao toucha Maglera Ride for the check At the telly with the all my goons coz I ride with the set Picasso ko kasi With a ghetto thotty Pen game titanic [?] lil yachty Niggas lying for clout? Baka dying for less That’s why ba toucha bayonets don’t ride on the net 10 Deep in the vip Gudla ledi sebetsi Tell the waiter we from the hood rebatla Hennessy Rebatla le metsi Plus baloyi ba wetsi Hare toucha da butla hare masha ba tletse Tsets! All I had was these licks All I had was Inyayami Like Sliqe In the hood I’m a saviour Ntate morena Jeso Walk on water fuck drip Ducking the crucifix I ain’t saying no names Plus baka ba chesa I ain’t talking bout Texas But this is the wild west [Chorus] Bitch I’m a sensei Lv black belt kick kick layaway Trust I’m a problem when I pull up I’m sending up shottas haters good luck I’m giving my problems turn ‘em to profits aye The streets turn to coffins, whenever I drop These bitches keep talking Turning to gossip, trust it’s a problem [?] my face Wet the drip Mop or slip Can't cop the fit The game is rigged But fuck that shit They love 9, 6 the clique Click the drip Clack the 9 Let it walk Can’t top the tick [Verse 2] Ora hore heo ntebeletse o bona J call O solid or stripe tlwela 8 ball Rip to dog Kamo next door Hoana Facetime, twela missed call Nale Kid Buu on a jail call Dj Sliqe on a phone call Tlwelo spitter ketlo nota I’m on the phone with the plugs daughter Don’t cap be honest, my wrist so timeless You ain’t fucking with 69 When I’m on the block with a Glock 9 Hennessy when I call the 9 I’m in a city yadi gold mine I stick to the process I can’t switch for lepocheke If you got a strap please go grab it Smoking A1 no cabbage Dark shades like Cambridge Hele snap filter ke catfish Penetrate with tactics Can’t get caught in day traffic Lil bro stay packing Your drip scale still average [Chorus] Bitch I’m a sensei Lv black belt kick kick layaway Trust I’m a problem when I pull up I’m sending up shottas haters good luck I’m giving my problems turn ‘em to profits aye The streets turn to coffins, whenever I drop These bitches keep talking Turning to gossip, trust it’s a problem [?] my face Wet the drip Mop or slip Can't cop the fit The game is rigged But fuck that shit They love 9, 6 the clique Click the drip Clack the 9 Let it walk Can’t top the tick
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