[Chorus: ]
Alotta y'all talk that shit but don't live it
Alotta y'all play too much, a bunch of gimmicks
I put that on my family guy, Peter Griffin
Cook 'em up, let 'em fry like Martha in the kitchen
Alotta y'all talk that shit but don't live it
Lotta y'all play too much, a bunch of gimmicks
Alotta y'all talk that shit but don't live it
Lotta y'all play too much, a bunch of gimmicks

[Verse 1: Priddy Ugly]
Yeah
In my pockets need Madibaz and some animals
Tryna stack bucks and I ain't talking 'bout an antelope
Never sold a drug, but my daughter know her dad is dope
Packing flows in every verse I wrote, it's like a grabbed the hose
Lord knows that I'ma tryna make this dough, it's a habit bro
Tryna get more karats in my grill, like a rabbit show
It's laughable, your favourite rapper sick? Then I'm the antidote
Your chick think I'm finger licking good, so I added hopе
What you sellin'? I don't gotta chellem
Di skеlem send you to heaven ka di parabelem
There's seven days in the week for you to go and get 'em (Yeah)
You get faded or you faded from the dwelems
You know Jozi that's the home of the skelms
In Pitori, there's a whole lotta girlings
Ke di chommie, take 'em both when you shelling
But watch your koppie, lose your dome for di shellen
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