Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist New Patek on my wrist New Patek on my wrist (yeah) White diamonds and them shits hit pink (yeah, yeah) Got cold, had to go get a mink (yeah) New finger rings hit like a sink (yeah, yeah) You a bad bitch, then we

I fell in love with a bad bad man Ever since I met him I've been sad sad sad I'm a jail bird to your music I'm a criminal in your prayer I watch you in your sleep even when you're not there Rainbows wept colour all over the streets When you went away

Fok julle, fok julle, fok julle naaiers Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass Fok julle naaiers, fok julle naaiers (fuck all y'all) Fok julle naaiers, fok julle naaiers Fuck u in da ass, u punk ass white boy Dj hi-tek yo, u can't touch me faggot I'll fuck u

We don't wanna go back to what we been through Ay, what kinda water is that? It's Patek water (it's fleek water) Ay, what kinda shooter is jumpin', splash the water (thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu) Ay, what kinda whip is that? It came imported Boy, you

Gyal show mi weh yo got Meck mi used mi Iphone 5 tek tek a snap Yo do the thing dem weh mi cyaa fi got From mi si you yo find mi weak spot God know mi addicted to her yeah A you me waan, tell everybody this That a my property nuh bother trouble it Addiction

(Left, right, left, right, left, right, right, right) Know what your place is? Twenty million dollars in a car Girl, tie your hair up if you wanna be a star Spread your legs You could be famous Thirty million people want a shot How much would it take for

Nigga, I was down bad, now I'm on a jet for real Got all this ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill Sippin' on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill I want a couple million without a record deal Got 25 thousand on me, when I've been ridin' in a

You ain't in that Maybach, boy you flexin' The way my diamonds fight, you think they Tekken I'm Rich Forever, man it is a blessing Don't try to snatch my chain, I up my weapon Fuckin' hoes, takin' no names Play a bitch just like a game Must be geeking

Jou ma se poes in 'n fish paste jar Jou ma se poes in 'n fishpaste jar (Hi-hi-hi Hi-hi-hi Tek) (D.D.J-J-J) (D.D.J-J-J) Oh oh vat's it yuketa ? Yo-Landi Vi$$er fresh ? and depressed ? vat 'n picture Do what I like cos I roll with the fucken Ninja Moenie kom kak

Is it just smoke and mirrors? I want to believe All I believe, Is it a dream? That comes crashing down on me? All that I own But all that I own This is my word heart breaker, gatekeeper I'm feeling far away, I'm feeling right there This is my word, this