Zaza
(专辑: Trapped On Cleveland 3 - 2020)
Wheezy outta here That jit hopped out that Lamb' truck smoking 'Scotti I
catch a
body, say, "Just know that you 'bout it" The
zaza bag, buds size of a
broccoli Think I'm James Harden 'cause I
ride with that rocket Thirty-pack of that X, man, you know it's a
party My partner stretch your throat like lunges in 'partments It's loyalty within the
crew, so we rocking She eat on that molly, tongue white like it's Kylie Hey, I've been feeling so strange They got my lil' dawg in the
cage He said my music helping him escape And deep down inside he feel enraged Done surrounded my bag with the
spades Hopped up out the
roof and she said she love space Got two 15s on me, I
ain't talking bass I
thank God for everything, I
got away Rock a
Gucci shirt, got a
snake 'round the
collar I'll rock the
show in Neveda, Nevada Whatever you call it, just know I
got bankrolls Play stain and you'll get your halo I
ride with a
gun and a
capo He don't pray to God so his life gon' gone Flick up that pussy like tampon I
don't go back, I
don't rewind Here go some extras on extras, make sure the
job done I
watch my money grow up like it's a
newborn I
been getting fly as fuck man, I
feel like I'm airborne Told my lil' partner book me a
show because he broke I
told him to cap on it Niggas ain't big dawg Yeah, I'm pushing buttons, just know that I
tap on it I'm just sitting back Just counting up, I
ain't gotta put my face on it Man, you know this your final warning Hitter get up out of there when the
sun coming Need a
big play for the
cash 'cause the
boy home In need of a
shelter, these boys, they so homeless (Wheezy outta here) That jit hopped out that Lamb' truck smoking 'Scotti I
catch a
body, say, "Just know that you 'bout it" The
zaza bag, buds size of a
broccoli Think I'm James Harden 'cause I
ride with that rocket Thirty-pack of that X, man, you know it's a
party My partner stretch your throat like lunges in 'partments It's loyalty within the
crew, so we rocking She eat on that molly, tongue white like it's Kylie Hey, I've been feeling so strange They got my lil' dawg in the
cage He said my music helping him escape And deep down inside he feel enraged Done surrounded my bag with the
spades Hopped up out the
roof and she said she love space Got two 15s on me, I
ain't talking bass I
thank God for everything, I
got away Conquered everything I
wanted in this shit And AP's for the
lil' bitches Money on money on money on money On money on money, I'm too stiff Word to my crew, I'm bigger than Jesus Me and Lil Keed got more hits than The
Beatles I'm too prestigious to eat with the
leeches I
put designer drugs in the
one liter Ain't got no love for no nigga who hate They send them killers to spray where you lay Changing my side depend on the
location Put a
Patek on her, maybe I
love her Bought her a
watch, that don't mean that I
trust her Ain't got not trust like the
trust for my cutter CELINE the
blankets, I'm wrapped up in covers Can't be high maintenance and fuck with my brother Ain't no more love when you come out the
streets I
need some love that is one of a
kind Popping at bodies and didn't tell nobody She fell in love with me and my slime I
could be capping in all of my raps But I
tell the
truth every single time Smoking on zaza, bad bitch calling me "Dada" That jit hopped out that Lamb' truck smoking 'Scotti I
catch a
body, say, "Just know that you 'bout it" The
zaza bag, buds size of a
broccoli Think I'm James Harden 'cause I
ride with that rocket Thirty-pack of that X, man, you know it's a
party My partner stretch your throat like lunges in 'partments It's loyalty within the
crew, so we rocking She eat on that molly, tongue white like it's Kylie Hey, I've been feeling so strange They got my lil' dawg in the
cage He said my music helping him escape And deep down inside he feel enraged Done surrounded my bag with the
spades Hopped up out the
roof and she said she love space Got two 15s on me, I
ain't talking bass I
thank God for everything, I
got away