Zel, this sh#t crazy
Yo
Look, look
I’m in the back of this car, my shordie, shordie
Imma dig that, baby i’m h#rn#
Demon time where the whip gets sporgee
On the road with my bros, tryna reach the top
Was a well, bro ain’t stop for the poli (uh-uh)
And you know how it goes every time
Yeah, they ain’t end up for the time, he ain’t {?} sh#t
f#ck it, we runnin’ and there was the b#tch
Uh, hold a line, built like jizzy
Dnd, don’t call my phones (no)
Like, say you’re a retard
Just come down, i ain’t got no hoes
I’m jus’ tryna ride wraps on the daily
Take my sh#t and just go home
Yeah, hеnnessy, i can’t relate
Just pattеrn it and make your dough (hahah)
In this t for the trap (shhh)
It’s a secret, so don’t talk too much
’cause i might wanna act like rax (like, what?)
Who’s that with the big boy talk?
Can’t step to me, don’t step to me
Lol, might wanna act for the snap
If you heard that t, that’ll shut his trap (shut that)
And you know we don’t play like that
Let me brush this dirt off my shoulder, right
Hand heavy like anthony, just wanna t
Ko with the curb and i roll
If you talkin’ that smoke, get smoked, no revolver (back up)
Bad b and she think i’m over
Bend that back, let me take it over (uh-uh)
Like twist it, pop it, lock it, rock it
Baby, for me, bad bowler
{?} boy keep it drills
Don’t do chat, ’cause i’m way too real (too real)
This smoke got me feelin’ wavey
But that’s not what’s stopped me still
Or stopped me, or stopped me
Or stopped me still, ay
Or stopped me, or stopped me
Or stopped me still
Yo, my brotha, you tryna hop on this track?
Yeah, i can, obviously, just send it to me
Aight, say no more, love
And that’s it, that’s it
What’s cool? i ain’t getting there young
Flat boy, i’m out here, tryna get my girl hot
Bro’s {?} but he’s {?} me, can’t let me go
I got the keys, i ain’t talkin’ about no piano
Big man, you don’t even see these notes
Suttin’ on the ground but i know you’re just hella broke
Smoke on your arse, doin’ chak all day (uh-uh)
Needed some help but you’re itching for a bag to smoke
Make it make sense, my g
Lookin’ for the winners, yeah i got my team
No fakes, no thoughts ‘cuz we all come clean
Them man are behind and they’re watchin’ the street
f#ck you in need, followin’ me?
Can’t be original, all wanna geeze
I’m climbin’ the scene, we step on the scene
Gettin straight {?} ‘cuz you heard big green
I’m sick and tired
Of all these man tryna be me
They say i’m the one who started this
{?} they’re active blind like stevey
Corn be poppin’, we’re never stoppin’
I think it’s time to believe me
But anyway, i make it look easy
That’s mic done, lemme give it to dc, yo
I’m in the back of this car, my shordie, shordie
Imma dig that, baby i’m h#rn#
Demon time where the whip gets sporgee
On the road with my bros, tryna reach the top
Was a well, bro ain’t stop for the poli (uh-uh)
And you know how it goes every time
Yeah, they ain’t end up for the time, he ain’t {?} sh#t
f#ck it, we runnin’ and there was the b#tch
Uh, hold a line, built like jizzy
Dnd, don’t call my phones (no)
Like, say you’re a retard
Just come down, i ain’t got no hoes
I’m jus’ tryna ride wraps on the daily
Take my sh#t and just go home
Yeah, hennessy, i can’t relate
Just pattern it and make your dough
Zel
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