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



Credits
Writer(s): Leo Netzband, Malvern Sibanda
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