Correction Lyrics Think Twice by ZayBang

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Chase him down, he gon' run a couple lights
350 Yeezy Boosts on my feet, we?don't?fight
I think I?gotta sip a deuce just to?sleep good at night-

Chase him down, he gon' run a couple lights
350 Yeezy Boosts on my feet, we don't fight
I think I gotta sip a deuce just to sleep good at night
Ain't no takin' nothin from me b*t*h, we take a n***as' life
Imma only tell you once, so you better think twice
Free my brother Money Munz out that b*t*h, this for life
I told my n***as f**k a deal cause we ain't takin' no more stripes
I ain't never bang sh*t but my hood that's on life
You n***as pu**y, and ion think you down for no shooting
Told my brother if you pull up on a sucka Imma do 'em
Got the rental for the feel but we'll a use it for a shoot
And n***as always speaking down so you know them n***as losing
F**k a [?], cause n***a I'll come through with a Ruger
Youngest n***a in my city that'll drill off a scooter
Like a bad yellow b*t*h but sometimes I be with thooter
Ain't no cappin' b*t*h, we gettin' to that bag, n***a's losers
Got some young wild n***as that'll strip you for your chain
And I ain't f**kin' with no n***a that been f**kin' up his name
Pull up on you with some drill, pu**y n***a switching lanes
We can't talk about my brother n***a, you don't feel the same
Why you cappin' in them songs knowin' you ain't really built
You like suckin' on them t**ties but that b*t*h ain't gettin' milk
Bro was finna buy a crate but them sh*t's ain't even sealed
B*t*h and my n***a's trippin' off the rip

Zay, you know I gotchu and I'm trippin' off the rip
Round this time, lil bro the wrench
Watch 'em get it off the bench
Only pain up in yo music when you simpin' bout the b*t*h
Can't get a dollar outta me b*t*h, I ain't trickin' off and sh*t
How you smokin' out the pack but your squad ain't do the killin'
N***as rappin' what they see, b*t*h I'm rappin' how i'm livin'
I'll get a n***a whacked and let you suckas claim you did it
You got stripped and didn't do nothing so b*t*h stop acting like you with it
I bring the pistol to the club, get to airing out yo table
Using God's name in vain, nah n***a He can't save you
Lil bro ain't even legal, lil n***a'll still scrape you
B*t*h your name not money, is you stupid? I can't chase you
With my girl but still they catch me with my dogs like I'm Shaggy
Drop a hunnid to the neck, all I need me is an addy
Underweight but get greedy for that cheese like I'm a fatty
Grinning while I bust a chop but nah n***a I ain't happy
And I coulda drove the whip, I'm in the Uber with the glee
I got plaques up in the crib and still ain't kickin' out my seat
Sh*t like Freddy or I'm Jason, sh*t get scary when I creep
I can't sleep without the fan but still be sleepin' with my heat
Ol' cop a** n***a, you the neighborhood watch type
B*t*h if you left your n***a you still couldn't live this boss life
Trip on every beat but baby love it when I talk nice
And if ion got that Vlone on my body, It's Off-White, b*t*h

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