Kontrol

Lyrics

[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))