Prada

And the Devil smellin' like Prada, chain smokin' that proper

What I say goes, gotta make dough, that's case closed, profit

Keep the faith, let's get commas, and the hoes you chase, they ain't honest

It's a body bag when I drop 'em, they hella mad, they don't blossom

Told 'em they don't want a battle

You know me, I lead by example

I am the king of the castle

Hit you from every angle

Yeah, you know I'm built for this

I wasn't built to miss

I gotta tilt the wrist, filthy grip

I gotta kill this shit, I'ma be filthy rich

These homies all talkin' cap now

'Cause thеy really know I don't back down

Steady focused on thе cash now

When they know I get it in a flash now

Racked out, shooters with me in the cut

And they got the MAC out

Stand down, man, I don't really give a fuck

'Cause I make you blackout

Let's fuck up a cheque

Fuck up a cheque

Show some respect

I'm one of the best

Just made a quarter mil and that's two-fifty

Watch me go and get two millis

I ain't fuckin' with 'em, they ain't cool with me

I don't think they know what they should do with me

Tell 'em that my love for the money still the same

Tell 'em that my buzz still be up, it never change

Stuntin' 101, you know me, I do my thing

This ain't never love, uh, nah, unless you

Pullin' up in a new whip, now you see me like, "Who this?"

Truth is I'm ruthless and on the beat I'm just too lit

Iced out, dawg, pipe down, I'm nice now, you'll get wiped out

And right now, I'm flyin' out, got a new watch so it's time-out, yeah

I just got the wrist watch

Gettin' litty, let it tick-tock

Came a long way but we been hot

Still won't get it, I'm a big shot

Cape Town's in a bird box

'Cause the ones that they see, are the ones that they turn on

I make it spin like a Smirnoff

"Young, you're underrated" no, shit, Sherlock

But I don't shed no teardrops

The road still long, and I don't have a gearbox

So I'm makin' my first stop

Ten years later, I'm the broer you can learn from

I'm the Kapstaad's 2Pac

Pull stunts and you might get a poes klap

Suge, run to the haters if you last

You punks don't know how we grew up

Woosah, I think I better calm down, I lived in Hillbrow and Park Town

I felt like I was surrounded by dark clouds

I never thought I could take it this far now, dark child

If it was 2009 I'd be chasin' you, boet, why you messin' with me?

Better believe when I get your head locked in a choke hold

I'm never settin' it free

I became what I'm destined to be

You enter competition with your ex on a beach

I'm the best, you agree?

Shatan wears Prada, dressed to a T

Tell 'em that my love for the money still the same

Tell 'em that my buzz still be up, it never change

Stuntin' 101, you know me, I do my thing

This ain't never love, uh, nah, unless you