[Intro]

Haha, okay

Hlala phants', phuz'utshwala, man

[Chorus: AKA]

I got that goose in the booth, no dash

Quarter tank, 2am, puff puff pass

Big body Benz no gas, swag

So when the party ends I'ma call a few cabs, uh

((This is the supervision on kontrol))

[Verse 1: AKA]

Uh

Sipping that goose, smoking that ooh-lalala

Girls just wanna have fun, party like one nigh-nigh-night

Spend my funds, ShowTibz Love, Tibs, Boyzn Bucks

Please don't kill my vibe

No Bambinos in my ride

Hot sixteen, no pedophile

Guess I'm just, acting my age

Niggas practising hate

Went from 5 klippa to 25 stina a day

Sip champagne, when you order you should "Parlez Vous Francaise"

Then we can take this back to my place, so what you say?

[Chorus: AKA]

I got that goose in the booth no dash

Quarter tank, 2am puff puff pass

Big body Benz no gas, swag

So when the party ends I'ma call a few cabs, uh

I got a fist full of Madibas in my hand

Catch me on a highway rollin' with my gang

Khuli Chana pop your collar, phuz'utshwala man

Thank God it's a Friday, here we go again

[Verse 2: Da L.E.S.]

(Turn up)

I be like "Oh oh, I'm so gone"

I'm so faded, I'm so blown

Like how the hell did I get here, and how the hell am I getting home?

I don't care, bring more kush

I don't care bring more domes

Keep poppin' that pussy for me, it's bottom line, Stone Cold

I go hard in the bank

Fuck what you heard, this my city

My eyes low, blowing dank 'cause only the realest ride with me

Mandela Money that empowers me

And a bunch of bad bitches that go wild for me

'Cause I'm killing all of these bars bitch

Now somebody order another round for me, woo

[Chorus: AKA]

I got that goose in the booth no dash

Quarter tank, 2am puff puff pass

Big body Benz no gas, swag

So when the party ends I'ma call a few cabs, uh

I got a fist full of Madibas in my hand

Catch me on a highway rollin' with my gang

Khuli Chana pop your collar, phuz'utshwala man

Thank God it's a Friday, here we go again

[Verse 3: AKA]

I got Givenchy on my back

Your mami on my lap

My bottom row? That's solid gold

Diwali on my neck

Egoli hoes chase phony bros, for Patek Philippe and Rolex

But that's how it goes, another episode, when I'm riding round in this Benz

My haters is quiet. My ganja's so loud

They call me "Hip Hop Messiah" flyer than your Pantsula, woah

I'm drinkin' and drivin' thinkin' 'bout money and power

Smoking that sticky, my eyes as chinky as Shinji Kagawa

[Chorus: AKA]

I got that goose in the booth no dash

Quarter tank, 2am puff puff pass

Big body Benz no gas, swag

So when the party ends I'ma call a few cabs, uh

I got a fist full of Madibas in my hand

Catch me on a highway rollin' with my gang

Khuli Chana pop your collar, phuz'utshwala man

Thank God it's a Friday, here we go again

[Outro]

Goose in the booth

Quarter tank, 2am

Big body Benz

So when the party ends

((This is the supervision on kontrol))