Zorbas

(альбом: BeBe Kidd 2 - 2018)

Ayy, told the plug where you at? meet me at Zorbas
See the strap poking on stage while I'm performing
Making it rain, blowing trees like it's storming
To hoes ain't shit, but in my family I'm important, ayy
Don't push me, I'm close to the edge like Florida
Put your bitch ass to sleep like it's boring
They left when I was on the bench, now I'm scoring
Bust on her titties, that's a chestnut like Morris, look
First I got a back massage, then a dick massage
She gon' let me fuck whenever, this bitch dick-matized, huh
Nate got a fake ID on him at Enterprise
Could've used cash, but we addicted to these slides
Fed the bitch another perky, now she energized
But not to go a round two, baby your Lyft outside
I ain't giving niggas dap, wouldn't give 'em five
Today went past the scrimmage line and had to be penalized, yeah
In the Uber strapped up, this an Escalade
Courtesy of that punch I bought yesterday
Ayy, big clip on me, we could still catch the fade nigga
Missed him, whacked his mans, we need better aim, huh
Pillow talking to these hoes, you forever lame
If you gon' fuck the bitch, then do that without saying my name
Dawg I wish it would rain, I feel like Eddie Kane
'Cause I paid too much for this fit, somebody gotta see me
Niggas tryna be me
Show my ass, but I'm not Rikishi
Niggas tryna leave me
I ain't going, bitch my mama need me
Yeah Texas strands with Jimmy, watching SportsCenter
Take me back when I was young, it was a sports nigga
G-Money, they couldn't fuck with us on that court nigga
Yeah and even back then, we was off the porch nigga
Bro still selling reggies to the old niggas, ayy
Hit the mall, go dumb like a slow nigga
PO said if I get caught one more Glock, it's bad
But I can't get inside no whip if I can't ride with MAC
Had to cut lil baby off, she wasn't 'bout her cash, yeah
Killed her with success, ain't even block her ass
Getting neck on McNichols, damn near 'bout to crash
Messy bitch think she slick, almost forgot her lash
Hoes all in my face like a hockey mask, ayy
But I'm running to that money, sorry gotta blast
Pieces hitting, just punched for a belt like karate class, uh
Bitch I'm tryna punch a Cuban like Rocky Badd
I done try to quit the fraud but I got it bad
Tried to leave the road alone and just try to rap
But every time I get focused I think about the past
Fuck that, need more chicken in case this job don't last nigga
Ayy facts, niggas know I open doors like in the drive-thru
When your window broke
5K on a game, playing Nintendo 64
Mariokart race, shells in your vehicle
Catch niggas out in traffic, his condition critical
No guns in my videos but these niggas really know, ayy
Just 'cause you tougher than 'em
That don't mean you stronger than 'em
Don't mean you smarter than that nigga, 'cause you older than him
Ayy just for hanging with dog, now we gotta blow you with him
Ladder hanging like a firetruck, put holes in niggas
Nigga, yeah, ayy
Until this rap shit popped, I never heard of niggas
Cookie loud like the Cadillac converter missing
I ride around with that cooler, big worm on niggas
Tryna hit everybody like a thirsty nigga
Yeah, bitch I'm racked up like dirty dishes
Fuck around, drop chicken on you dirty niggas
Put a tag on your top, like Hershey Kisses, nigga

Hit my plug like where you at? I got a plane to catch
And if the boys get right behind us, brodie make a left
And I just hit a four on D's, who wanna place a bet?
Tired of all these niggas saying they demons, boy you ain't possessed
All the opps be shooting bricks, them niggas hate the net
And every nigga with' me strapped, like the safest X
These niggas make my tummy tickle when they making threats
And I'm strictly only what? Bitch you can say the rest
Bitch and all my niggas slugs, they don't want no shell
If I get caught with this strap, then that's jail with no bail
Your ho need her a new weave, she look well, she'll sell
I hope I win up in the end, y'all pray that I fail
Cruising through the V in the Batmobile
Soon as brodie seen a opp, he ain't have no chill
Jumped in the deep end, can't breath, he ain't have no gills
Slapped the bitch while she was sucking, she ain't have no skills
How the fuck your pockets empty? You have no bills
Coulda been a real nigga, you had to squeal
You'll never have respect, shoulda had 'em sealed
Wanna sign me for the M's, there we have a deal
The fake gon' smile in your face, don't even brush they teeth
They buying guns to strike a pose, don't even clutch they knees
Bitch I been told you I was him, you just must ain't see
Hot boxing in a whip, now my lungs can't breathe
And I ain't shit to these hoes like I'm constipated
Riding with something that's gon' decrease the city population
Before I ever drop my chin, I'll be locked in cages
Remember sleeping on that floor but now I'm rocking stages
They said I'm cocky, no that's not me, bitch I'm confident
His bro got whacked, but he don't want revenge, nigga just kinda pissed
He ain't really living what he rapping, he just rhyming shit
Gang full of them wolves, yeah I think not, y'all top robbering
Oops I meant top ramen, talking slick, not sliding
No effort, not trying, all facts, not lying
Poles on us, stop signing, outside, not hiding
Want the job, but you don't meet the standards, bitch you not hired
Too many questions in one day, check his chest for a wire
Reach for this water on my neck, I got a pole full of fire
Nigga nose grow when he talking, know you a liar
And my shooter trigger-happy, he overly hyper
Don't ask me where I got this fit, I know some boosting bitches
And don't make a fucking move, I give you two for flinching
Spitting when I'm on the mic like my tooth was missing
Your boss a bitch, he ain't on shit, y'all need a new lieutenant
Back then they ain't know me, now we all related
And we ain't putting out our hands, don't want these altercations
Ain't lift my foot up off that pedal, I ran out of patience
Can't promise you that I won't leave 'cause bitch, I'm bound to break it