[Bridge]: I’m out here making good memories, with the people that been good to me; been good to me
Yayayaya….Whachu think this is nig?


[Hook]: Hit the liquor with the n***as x2
My side too lit x2
Hit the liquor with the n***as x2
Siy’ fak’ebondeni x2
What that mean? We get lit lit lit lit lit lit! x3
What that mean? Uh, we get lit like cremation dawg!

[Verse1]: Summarise my life in two words, burnt-out matchsticks
Paradise back of the uber, blurr out ratchets
Got no chill so fill my cup, living life fast but I ain’t in a rush
Do it with all of my homies, tryna raise the roof so I got my pillar up
I’m fussing and lusting to blow like percussion I’m cussing, you speaking my lingo
We bussin’ we hustling it’s nothing now end of discussion bust outta that bando
I need racks, stacks, thousands in my house man I’m talking heavy k’s
Anyway, roll one up myself coz I don’t like ready made
She can’t handle love and I can’t handle love handles
But she whispers dirty things her tongue got mud samples
Hit the liquor with the n***as intricate with the curves well
She a booty call she only call me on my sperm cell


[Hook]: Hit the liquor with the n***as x2
My side too lit x2
Hit the liquor with the n***as x2
Siy’ fak’ebondeni x2
What that mean? We get lit lit lit lit lit lit! x3
What that mean? We get lit like cremation dawg!
Verse 2: It’s a party this side you can see it clear
No politics no we never see ‘em here
Burning my liver like I don’t care
Act like I’m Russian I’ll have to bear
Hit the liquor with the n***as, take your chick at your own wedding
Hit the liquor with the n***as then black out like load shedding
I stay stoned like a statue you catch my drift like a racetrack
I’m Lewis Hamilton the way I’m trynna F1 but pssshh let’s face facts
Just like any other ship, relationships get her seasick
She called her friends we got drunk, I was like aaaw man I need this
Like whoooo! Manje mina ng’enzeni? Ngiy’ fak’ebondeni
Manje mina ng’enzeni? Ng’enzeni? Ngiy’ fak’ebondeni
Look uhm, she threw herself at me I think I’m catching feelings…Nah scratch that
My mammie game on cordless joystick no strings attached (and you know)

[Hook]: Hit the liquor with the n***as x2
My side too lit x2
Hit the liquor with the n***as x2
Siy’ fak’ebondeni x2
What that mean? We get lit lit lit lit lit lit! x3
What that mean? We get lit like cremation dawg!

[Bridge]: I’m out here making good memories, with the people that been good to me; been good to me x2
I’m out here making good…..
THE END