Fill It Up (feat. Typical_IV)
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Roll that joint just for me
Niggas can't smoke for free
Hustle hard for my weed
Call my plug every week
Tell him please don't be weak
Life is hard, c'est la vie
Tired of living on my knees
So grab the metal piece
Tell a nigga hands up
Lot of niggas comedians they stand out
Highlight the game, just stand out
Heard y'all niggas just do it for hand-outs
Everything I write is paramount
Your music is trash we don't talk about
Everything I do gon' hear about
And your bitch my mouth piece
She gon' air it out, no doubt
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Roll the joint just for me
Niggas can't smoke for free
Life is hard, c'est la vie
To get the cash need no degree
Graduated from the streets
Streetwise nigga
Be that nigga
Everybody wanna be that nigga
But can't figure
Gotta do a sacrifice to get bigger
Fashion figure
Tommy Hilfiger
On me nigga
Spending figures for my closest niggas
Putting bitch niggas in iced fridges
Can't you see we're connecting bridges
For us to cross over to the riches
Bitches
Keep hating
We're crossing ridges
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Roll that joint just for me
Niggas can't smoke for free
Hustle hard for my weed
Call my plug every week
Tell him please don't be weak
Life is hard, c'est la vie
Tired of living on my knees
So grab the metal piece
Tell a nigga hands up
Lot of niggas comedians they stand out
Highlight the game, just stand out
Heard y'all niggas just do it for hand-outs
Everything I write is paramount
Your music is trash we don't talk about
Everything I do gon' hear about
And your bitch my mouth piece
She gon' air it out, no doubt
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Roll the joint just for me
Niggas can't smoke for free
Life is hard, c'est la vie
To get the cash need no degree
Graduated from the streets
Streetwise nigga
Be that nigga
Everybody wanna be that nigga
But can't figure
Gotta do a sacrifice to get bigger
Fashion figure
Tommy Hilfiger
On me nigga
Spending figures for my closest niggas
Putting bitch niggas in iced fridges
Can't you see we're connecting bridges
For us to cross over to the riches
Bitches
Keep hating
We're crossing ridges
Feel the breeze
Feel the heat
Fill it up
Fill my cup for me
Fill it up
Fill it up for me
Roll that joint
Roll it tight for me
Credits
Writer(s): Mahlogonolo Tjiane, Thabiso Ngobese
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