Kagey - Own Your End

I sees you Ilya
Just random shit you say at the beginning of a track
Nits are out here picking at your boy (Bro)
This the face I make when I’m annoyed yeah (I'm annoyed)
All these little bitches acting coy yea
Hop in a cab and we’ve got a convoy yea
One stop two stop three stop (Stop it)
One stop two stop three stop
Blunts and water always hit the spot (Haha)
Keep it lowkey like I’m ducking from the cops
Yo your man’s hella clammy dripping food from out his mouth (Mouth)
I told your boy relax and one drink later shit went south
My homies from the south
They know me in the south
And every single tourist that followed got scared and bounced
I really couldn’t blame them coz Jozi’s not scared to pounce
Some niggas proper crazy
They murdering for the clout (Yeah)
Hurting just for the giggles and bourbons and castle stouts (Stouts)
I stay right back and watch ‘em like castles in need of scouts
We crashing Tarynn’s party for spliffs and then we out
For once I got a mob and they really just stand out
We finna just fan out
The clique gonna pan out
The clique gonna pan out
The clique gonna pan out
Nits are out here picking at your boy (At your boy)
This the face I make when I’m annoyed (I'm annoyed)
All these little bitches acting coy yeah
Hop in a cab and we’ve got a convoy yea
One stop two stop three stop (Stop it)
One stop two stop three stop
Blunts and water always hit the spot
Keep it lowkey like I’m ducking from the cops
I rarely chase a vibe
They just find me all the time
I hit up parfait and this birdie just start to grind (Damn)
We hit it for a minute till baby start feening lines (Snort)
I coulda hopped that train but I figured another time (Another time)
No glue bitch I’m unstuck
I’m feeling real fucked up
I’m feeling that Dutch courage
Got Irish in my luck
Got serums in my cup
They’re forcing my eyes shut
I’m really just pretty trippy
I’m cracking myself up
Your Humpty be acting dumpty
He fell now he fucked up
Next thing I’m up in bed getting brained by some C cups
This life is fucked up
This life is fucked up
This life is fucked up
This life is fucked up
Nits are out here picking at your boy (Leave your boy)
This the face I make when I’m annoyed (Bro I'm so annoyed)
All these little bitches acting coy yeah (Why)
Hop in a cab and we’ve got a convoy yea
One stop two stop three stop (Stop it)
One stop two stop three stop
Blunts and water always hit the spot
Keep it lowkey like I’m ducking from the cops (Cops)

Written by:
Khanya Gwala

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