[Intro: Ginger Trill, Zingah]

Touchline is really Him in the streets, if you know you know

He's really the boy

[Verse 1]

Yeah

The old ones talk about "Back in my day"

When new blood comes then they buy face

The legends have to change their ways

My pen game came and changed the game

You gotta know that your sex is lame if y'all get up and the bed's not stained

You gotta go until the headboard breaks, just kidding

I'm on the throne, you know, just chillin'

I'm number 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, sikisi

You wanna sign me, it's at least 5 millies

You know I live my lyrics

You only got 2 options, so is it gonna be me or me?

I hit your bae for some T-O-P, then I disengage like a divorcee (Uh huh)

You really gotta practice

You're not naturally gifted and there's no BBL for rappers

You know you couldn't really match up

And if you sleep on all your talents then do you really need a mattress?

Man, how you feel the morning after?

I mean, huh, the greatest ever

Ibhathu is genuine leather

The shades and chains are 10 times better

My player ways are enough to upset her

Who's the G-O-A-T, me or Jay Z?

Me or K-D-O-T?

J-C-O-L-E?

You tell me, baby

[Verse 2]

Yeah

They say "Touch, why you mad? It ain't that bad"

I mean, it's just an award"

My opposition are in hospital wards

I cannot stop until I hop in a Porche

I cannot buy the accolades, it's a little more than what I can afford

I'm up all night until 5 in the morn' just scripting, thinking

Eyes don't close, they're blinking, winking

My peers were all out drinking, I used that time to become the kingpin

My moves were all instinctive and distinctive, I won't lie maybe a little vindictive

I don't cry 'cause I don't ever play victim

Am I top 5 on everybody's list yet? Thought so