Zoovie
Zoovier
Zoo-zoo
Yeah, I made a half a million a day (In a day)
I called gang [?] come get your boy, they love to play
I’m a fish, you throwin’ M’s by the way
Spooky told ’em please don’t come ’round my way (Spooky)
Love my .40, my FN, and my K (Bah)
Walk up on a n***a, hit ’em broad day (Bah)
Wrong words, get your dumbass a race
N***as watching, better watch where you stay
Kick it on my block with my homies (With my homies)
Talkin’ to my Glock ’cause I’m lonely (b*t*h, I’m lonely)
Got it out the pot, n***as know me (Skrt, skrt)
I be tryna run away from the old me
Sippin’ on this Tec, movin’ slowly (Oh, It’s red n***a)
Droppin’ gates, runnin’ from the police
It feel good to be alive if you know me (Gang)
Made it past twеnty-five, I’m a OG
It feel good to be the Wapstеr
N***as being [?]
I’m rollin’ with the mobsters, don’t ask me who shot you
N***as screaming gang till they layin’ with the doctor
Really been through pain I was on [?]
N***as always playin’ top, take ’em off the roster
I ain’t even playin’, tell my momma that I got her
Playin’ with the fam, blazin’ guns like a shotta
It feel good to be the Wapster
N***as being [?]
I’m rollin’ with the mobsters, don’t ask me who shot you
N***as screaming gang till they layin’ with the doctor
Really been through pain I was on [?]
N***as always playin’ top, take ’em off the roster
I ain’t even playin’, tell my momma that I got her
Playin’ with the fam, blazin’ guns like a shotta
Shoot ’em with the gang, sprinter sh*t (Sprinter sh*t)
Everybody [?], [?] the sh*t ([?] the sh*t)
Beef like a [?]
Sh*t is blocked like a ferris wheel, spin this sh*t
Told mommy that I got it, it’s a miracle (Miracle)
She told me I’m the leader of the nation, she call me [?]
Catch me boolin’ on the same script the fellas on
Never coolin’ with no n***as that be tellin’ on (At all, ay)
Killin’ rats ay, all my n***as call
Ain’t dealin’ with [?] no rats
Make you n***as up your stats
Dog on your head, make me for a [?]
‘Cause I’m coolin’, with them [?], they talkin’ dubs n***a
When we slammin’ doors, we throwin’ balls no doubts n***a
Talkin’ pressure on the net, it got you fried n***a
Told you we ain’t with the back, before you slide n***a
I’m rollin’ with the mobsters, don’t ask me who shot you
N***as screaming gang till they layin’ with the doctor
Really been through pain I was on [?]
It feel good to be the Wapster
N***as being [?]
I’m rollin’ with the mobsters, don’t ask me who shot you
N***as screaming gang till they layin’ with the doctor
Really been through pain I was on [?]
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