Thula (feat. Pyro B)

Ooh, I'm legit They been trying to flush me down But I don't sink I got bosses all around me it's legit If you leave your mami round here she get tipped Big, yeah Let's get rich What's a pocket full of one's let's throw a clip We been feeding all their kids they mamas trip Some of my G's they moved that brick to get a crib Big, on god, we a trip Kinda like how you feel when you just hit the lick You in my presence yea you know that it's a gift Kinda like Sean the way we grind and do it big Shooting my way to the top I got a lyrical glock Yea I'm the rapper to watch Don't ever check the clock No I ain't talking to 12 You run and tell the cops Rolling too deep like Adele So we don't have to talk Thula Thula Thula Thula Thula, thula, thula, thula Thula, thula, thula Thula, yeah This I don't get They just want spread that talk but ain't got bread Paying no mind to that talk while I get some head Really I work my days off tryinna get me ahead, big I get paid to party, no cap Every week we poppin', that's facts Bad girls yea they, on tap On max, that's all flex We ain't broke youngins, no cap Got new money, that's facts But old standards, big Thula ubatshele Vuka ubangene You know I walk the walk Utlwa bare eng And when I talk the talk Bazothi busa daai ding Before I pop the smoke Bazothi do the right thing Shooting my way to the top I got a lyrical glock Yea I'm the rapper to watch Don't ever check the clock No I ain't talkin to 12 You run and tell the cops Rolling too deep like Adelle So we don't have to talk Thula Thula Thula Thula Thula, thula, thula, thula Thula, thula, thula Thula, yeah Thula Thula Thula Thula, thula, thula, thula Thula, thula, thula Thula, yeah