Fuseg lyrics

[Hook: Anatii & Riky Rick]
I just moved to a island
Mean mug, no smiling
50 n*ggas behind me
[?]
Puffing on Jamaica
You can't ball with my Haitians
Introduce you to your maker (Gridin')
Introduce you to your maker
Okay, nangu uBoss Zonke
Bhek', bhek', bhek', nangu uBoss Zonke

[Verse 1: Riky Rick]
Bathi they balling, I coudn't tell
My hunnies they look like Lizelle
I book them into the hotel
They calling my phone, I switch off my cell
Fuseg! Fuseg! Fuseg!
These b*tches are crazy, abakhuzek'
My n*ggas are on, abaluzek'
My n*ggas are on, abaluzek'
f*ck all this rap sh*t, these n*ggas pretenders
Ngidinga le tender, biza uMalema
And tell him we tryna get rich before December
Eish, mhlawumbe September
I'm chasing this money like I got a temper, eish!
Shoutout to Themba, he told me I got this
I still remember
Lalela son, you got a boss
Thina singene nge nkane, thina singene nge force
Don't tell me bout cars, my n*ggas just bought a bus
Fuseg! Fuseg! Fuseg!
My n*ggas are on, abaluuzek'
My n*ggas are crazy, abakhuzek'
My n*ggas are crazy, abaluzek'
Sidl' ekotini
Cava the ndwango, shoutout my n*ggas in Lango
Shoutout my n*ggas in Venda, shoutout to all the Makhados
My n*ggas they want some more, they tryna fana na lo
Ngithi no! We built this up from the floor
I promised my mama we'd never be poor
[Hook: Anatii]
I just moved to a island
Mean mug, no smiling
50 n*ggas behind me
[?]
Puffing on Jamaica
You can't ball with my Haitians
Introduce you to your maker (Gridin')
Introduce you to your maker

[Verse 2: Cassper Nyovest]
Damn Riky that's a long verse n*gga
But enough with the Grams or the burbs n*gga
I been in the stu' working on a new album
Besides that, I don't wanna hurt n*ggas
I prefer the liquor, call the girls, n*gga
Tell them they should come to the burbs with us
I'm a hood n*gga, I ain't never gon change
It's JC le Roux over Veuve n*gga
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, n*gga
I never had sh*t, til I told my story on beats
Now cava what happened, I got a mansion
f*ck the attention
Ngithi Fuseg! Fuseg! Fuseg!
Ke iketsetsa nthwaka le ntlogele
You don't believe that I'm a ghost huh?
Dumelang ge ke le poke
I'm not a ghost, I'm an animal
Ngwanyana nketsetse plane mo
Carpo swipe-a mo, swipe-a, swipe-a, swipe-a, swipe-a mo
Ra ba rata basadi mos
I'm getting money with my n*ggas
I'm getting money with my n*ggas
Do you know what this remind me of?
I'm getting money with my n*ggas
[Chorus: Anatii]
I just moved to a island
Mean mug, no smiling
50 n*ggas behind me
[?]
Puffing on Jamaica
You can't ball with my Haitians
Introduce you to your maker (Gridin')
Introduce you to your maker

[Verse 3: Riky Rick]
Having dinner with the Guptas
We was talking bout looters
Ain't nobody mention you guys
Getting murdered by the new guys
Killing n*ggas with the raps and my motherf*cking new high
Skinny swash n*gga, keep it thous' n*gga
My n*ggas are on and we won't let this go
Don't ask me to stop cause you know that I will say no
My n*ggas are jewellers we all going gold, platinum (Eish!)
Got n*ggas that's dying of stress
And I wanna take em out of the hood
But right now giving back is a bit of a stretch
Eish, I wanna tell my n*ggas
I can only wish you well my n*ggas
I'm just tryna keep it real my n*ggas
Coming up is like hell my n*ggas, it's like hell my n*ggas