Roll Up Re-Up

[Verse 1: Wizkid] Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me So much money, I got money on me I let my mama hold a hundred thousand I let my sister hold two hundred thou Krapa, fasa, baba let's Private jets in my Jays Nga-phone-a uber yam letha Yabona manje siba-late Rasta, roll up the weed one time Give me that cheese one time I wanna feel cool one time Give me that tree one time Fuck that bitch one time Rasta, roll up the weed one time Give me that cheese one time I wanna feel cool one time Give me that tree one time Fuck that bitch one time I pray, love come my way She knows she loves my way My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday I know, you love my way I pray, love comes my way My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday [Chorus: Emtee] If she tripping leave that bitch alone That's why you never catch a nigga sober Hotboxin' til the spliff is over I'm never scared, got no pistol on me Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets [Verse 2: Emtee] No matter what I know they see us I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up Stop talkin' light the tree up This is no remix, this the re-up Azishe one time, s'phile one time Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time Roll up one time, then we smoke some one time I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega Do it if you think you better Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you clever [Chorus: Emtee] If she tripping leave that bitch alone That's why you never catch a nigga sober Hotboxin' til the spliff is over I'm never scared, got no pistol on me Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets [Verse 3: AKA] I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions These flashing lights will make you lose your focus That's the reason I'm so antisocial Season after season, cheese at my disposal A week in Mozambique to catch my breath Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese Yeah the crown heavy on my head It's a lot of pressure Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective Higher grade, dumb it down Blowing pounds, ganja clouds Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound We been through this shit before Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil Trouble's what you looking for When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew Emtee we in this sitch' Feel like it's time to roll another jet Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success [Chorus: Emtee] If she tripping leave that bitch alone That's why you never catch a nigga sober Hotboxin' til the spliff is over I'm never scared, got no pistol on me Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets [Verse 4: Emtee] There they go talkin' like they know Me and you is not the same bro I'm gettin' it cause I prayed yo They dancing, but who is to blame though? (Me) I be on the phone talking 'bout some deals phela I'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I been fed up Uthatha ma chance and you think you gonna win? Never! Mawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin' clever? Woah, out here with them OG's baby Your boyfriend actin' like he know me baby [Chorus: Emtee] If she tripping leave that bitch alone (It's the re-up) That's why you never catch a nigga sober (It's the re-up) Hotboxin' til the spliff is over (It's the re-up) I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (It's the re-up) Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets Krapa, fasa, baba let's Start rolling up the jets