Wag 'N Bietjie (feat. YoungstaCPT)

Wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag, wag, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag, wag, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Bad B lit, yeah, she lit

Wag 'n bietjie, Bad B, pull up with the stick

Bad B lit, yeah, she lit

Wag 'n bietjie, Bad B, pull up with the stick

Promo vid' out here lookin' like an album drop

Find me at the top, all your new shit flop

Mina ng Nkalakatha, ASAP with the fuckin' rockstar

Big rocks, big ice, I'ma get unlocked

Wag 'n bietjie, I'm in essence with the chopper

One drop, I get booked up for summer

Runner-up but I'm fuckin' up the commas, oh, shit

Ey shit, all you one hit wonders, yeah

We lit, Titch Gang my gang, we swag

Hit that Swoosh, rockin' Alexander Wang

Ngazos'tshela

Wena unamanga

Pocket fat like DJ Khaled, got no hunger

Wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag, wag, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag, wag, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Bad B lit, yeah, she lit

Wag 'n bietjie, Bad B, pull up with the stick

Bad B lit, yeah, she lit (Oh, vas jy, uh, Yjen, Yjen)

Wag 'n bietjie, Bad B, pull up with the stick

Wait a bit, when I'm on track then it's edelig

Put the plate on your lap then flavour it, now savour it

I'm your favourite, I'm so dangerous

On a microphone I'm a menace

You should know my name, I'm Dra Kinders

I'm a little rough around the edges

Smoking a record like Benson & Hedges with effort

Took your discredit

How can you master a style I invented?

I don't need Megan, I'm a stallion

Running the track and you coming in second

Look at the trophies that I have collected

I am a legend, I'm very impressive

You are pathetic, you cannot be measured

The Caped Crusader

I'm all the Avengers and you must be just

I'm a iPhone plus, I'm much too much

My screen don't touch, slow down don't rush

I wrote this verse in pyjamas

I remember when Costa was a dancer

And now you all getting shots

Oh baas, oh faas, wag

Wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag, wag, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Wag, wag, wag 'n bietjie, wag

Bad B lit, yeah, she lit

Wag 'n bietjie, Bad B, pull up with the stick

Bad B lit, yeah, she lit

Wag 'n bietjie, Bad B, pull up with the stick

Wait a minute, I'ma pop off in a minute

All these hyped up homies, they ain't got a chance to win it

Man, they locked up in the studio, we see they can't perform

Man, they shit just ain't on form

They won't last, they ain't that long

Need a legend in the business, Titch gon' take it to the top

Promised mama I'ma make it, I'ma come home with a lot