Own Your End

I sees you Ilya
 Just random shit you say at the beginning of a track
 Nits are out here picking at your boy (Bro)
 This the face I make when I'm annoyed yeah (I'm annoyed)
 All these little bitches acting coy yea
 Hop in a cab and we've got a convoy yea
 One stop two stop three stop (Stop it)
 One stop two stop three stop
 Blunts and water always hit the spot (Haha)
 Keep it lowkey like I'm ducking from the cops
 Yo your man's hella clammy dripping food from out his mouth (Mouth)
 I told your boy relax and one drink later shit went south
 My homies from the south
 They know me in the south
 And every single tourist that followed got scared and bounced
 I really couldn't blame them coz Jozi's not scared to pounce
 Some niggas proper crazy
 They murdering for the clout (Yeah)
 Hurting just for the giggles and bourbons and castle stouts (Stouts)
 I stay right back and watch 'em like castles in need of scouts
 We crashing Tarynn's party for spliffs and then we out
 For once I got a mob and they really just stand out
 We finna just fan out
 The clique gonna pan out
 The clique gonna pan out
 The clique gonna pan out
 Nits are out here picking at your boy (At your boy)
 This the face I make when I'm annoyed (I'm annoyed)
 All these little bitches acting coy yeah
 Hop in a cab and we've got a convoy yea
 One stop two stop three stop (Stop it)
 One stop two stop three stop
 Blunts and water always hit the spot
 Keep it lowkey like I'm ducking from the cops
 I rarely chase a vibe
 They just find me all the time
 I hit up parfait and this birdie just start to grind (Damn)
 We hit it for a minute till baby start feening lines (Snort)
 I coulda hopped that train but I figured another time (Another time)
 No glue bitch I'm unstuck
 I'm feeling real fucked up
 I'm feeling that Dutch courage
 Got Irish in my luck
 Got serums in my cup
 They're forcing my eyes shut
 I'm really just pretty trippy
 I'm cracking myself up
 Your Humpty be acting dumpty
 He fell now he fucked up
 Next thing I'm up in bed getting brained by some C cups
 This life is fucked up
 This life is fucked up
 This life is fucked up
 This life is fucked up
 Nits are out here picking at your boy (Leave your boy)
 This the face I make when I'm annoyed (Bro I'm so annoyed)
 All these little bitches acting coy yeah (Why)
 Hop in a cab and we've got a convoy yea
 One stop two stop three stop (Stop it)
 One stop two stop three stop
 Blunts and water always hit the spot
 Keep it lowkey like I'm ducking from the cops (Cops)