ANATII, AKA - The Saga Lyrics

These niggas ain’t down to earth, they better come back down
Heard they be taking shots, need more rounds
Done with the Rands and Nairas trying to lose pounds
Yeah I’ll be in the gym, working out

Getting turned up on a Sunday
‘Cause I’m getting more money on Monday
I take these girls out on Tuesday
And I buy ‘em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid
Barbiliscious on Wednesday
Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
I’m with my niggas Thursday, I’m in the bando
Friday, car wash, I’m in the Benzo

Lost a lot of weight just to fit in Balmain
Now I got a new car, new chain
Bought a new grill with the diamonds and they bling
Shoutout to Saint Laurent, he’s a saint
Jay ‘bout to leave the Porsche, he ‘bout to bring the plane
Yeah Imma bring the bars, bring the pain
Lom’ntwan untlwaela blind she lift her bra in the thing
Now I’m ‘bout to see my girl and her friends
Sexy chubby, Supa Mega so you best get out the way
Boys in trucks, huh, G63
I took this girl out on a school day
And I dropped her ass off at UJ

Getting turned up on a Sunday
‘Cause I’m getting more money on Monday
I take these girls out on Tuesday
And I buy ‘em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid
Barbiliscious on Wednesday
Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
I’m with my niggas Thursday, I’m in the bando
Friday, car wash, I’m in the Benzo

Always had the dream that I would be the Supa Mega
On my second album but they treat me like a legend
Listen to my old shit, that’s my only pressure
City where the gold is, that’s the Holy Mecca
You can get the money, you can never buy taste
Take a sip of my name, split the side grave
Niggas talking beef shit wanna braai vleis
Why you smoking cheap shit? this is high grade
I think this mami got potential
I think this molly got me busting out the friendzone
Drop it in the champagne like a Mentos
We in the lobby but your body is a temple

Getting turned up on a Sunday
‘Cause I’m getting more money on Monday
I take these girls out on Tuesday
And I buy ‘em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid
Barbiliscious on Wednesday
Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
I’m with my niggas Thursday, I’m in the bando
Friday, car wash, I’m in the Benzo

Ang’buy iskelem’ man I buy things
It’s not my fault that these rappers bayizing
The Thundercat back, brought the lightning
But now these niggas mad ‘cause these hoes selling pipe dreams
I’m treating habits like a spaza
You probably thought I got this money from my father
R.I.P to Tata
Shall we continue with the saga
Thousand dollar jeans and balaclavas

You know this shit is a classic
This ain’t no Billabong, no regular fabric
This is a Megathon, now build me a statue
My nigga I been a god, don’t let this shit gas you
Sim Dope pull up in a coupe with the Porsche sign
Pop these bottles off the roof at the All White
Drop these models in the pool, one me, there’s a lot of you
Time to show you how they do it in the North Side

Getting turned up on a Sunday
‘Cause I’m getting more money on Monday
I take these girls out on Tuesday
And I buy ‘em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid
Barbiliscious on Wednesday
Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
I’m with my niggas Thursday, I’m in the bando
Friday, car wash, I’m in the Benzo

These niggas ain’t down to earth, they better come back down
Heard they be taking shots, need more rounds
Done with the Rands and Nairas trying to lose pounds
Yeah I’ll be in the gym, working out