CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : ZAZI
Ay, Skinny buggin'
Lit about a half a pound, we smokin' zazi
Servin' fentanyl, this turn you to a lifeless body
Way I'm getting all these riches, b*t*h I feel like Roddy
Someone grab the shotty, me and skinny [?]
I be riding with that pistol while I count my money
Stay protected from these pu**y n***as that be actin' funny
Make it rain up on my b*t*hes 'til this sh*t get sunny
Shawty smarter than a b*t*h, but damn her head really go dummy
F**k I look like being sad about some Thotiana?
Shoot, we racing in the 'Rari, b*t*h I'm really right behind ya
I put bread up on my team but I'm the one survivor
How my n***as switch up on me quick, man I can't trust a liar
Uh, ay
Diamond: 30 bands
Went and got a chain with your lil' money, b*t*h I'm buyin' land
I be on the beach in Costa Rica chillin' on the sand
Reason I don't need no poker face is you can't see my hands
Ay, make them b*t*hes fold
Trappin' out departments with the bricks and y'all done went a told
How y'all n***as snitching in the city? Boy, this sh*t get cold
F**k it; by the time police up on us, work already sold
Sh*t, the ATMs is changing systems. We already scammed
Might as well go grab your father's mother 'cause we sellin' grams
How you watching everything I do, man all you n***as fans
B*t*h, I feel just like a German Shepherd way we swervin' lambs
Make them shoulders work
Fish scale dancin' on the Yola, make the boulders twerk
B*t*h a** thick as f**k around an make a soldier flirt
Sip codeine and f**k around and make the soda purp'
How you say you trap and never sold no zazi?
Lookin' for the 3, I got but 2 and then we cop some molly
B*t*h is on her knees, she want a choo I told her that's a body
Want to work for free but I don't front, I told them n***as "Sorry"
Ballin' on the beat and me and Skinny really [?] the scotty
Ah
Mother f**k
Ay, mother f**k, yuh
Ay, call me Mr. Hova
Lit about a half a pound, we smokin' zazi
Servin' fentanyl, this turn you to a lifeless body
Way I'm getting all these riches, b*t*h I feel like Roddy
Someone grab the shotty, me and skinny [?]
I be riding with that pistol while I count my money
Stay protected from these pu**y n***as that be actin' funny
Make it rain up on my b*t*hes 'til this sh*t get sunny
Shawty smarter than a b*t*h, but damn her head really go dummy
F**k I look like being sad about some Thotiana?
Shoot, we racing in the 'Rari, b*t*h I'm really right behind ya
I put bread up on my team but I'm the one survivor
How my n***as switch up on me quick, man I can't trust a liar
Uh, ay
Diamond: 30 bands
Went and got a chain with your lil' money, b*t*h I'm buyin' land
I be on the beach in Costa Rica chillin' on the sand
Reason I don't need no poker face is you can't see my hands
Ay, make them b*t*hes fold
Trappin' out departments with the bricks and y'all done went a told
How y'all n***as snitching in the city? Boy, this sh*t get cold
F**k it; by the time police up on us, work already sold
Sh*t, the ATMs is changing systems. We already scammed
Might as well go grab your father's mother 'cause we sellin' grams
How you watching everything I do, man all you n***as fans
B*t*h, I feel just like a German Shepherd way we swervin' lambs
Make them shoulders work
Fish scale dancin' on the Yola, make the boulders twerk
B*t*h a** thick as f**k around an make a soldier flirt
Sip codeine and f**k around and make the soda purp'
How you say you trap and never sold no zazi?
Lookin' for the 3, I got but 2 and then we cop some molly
B*t*h is on her knees, she want a choo I told her that's a body
Want to work for free but I don't front, I told them n***as "Sorry"
Ballin' on the beat and me and Skinny really [?] the scotty
Ah
Mother f**k
Ay, mother f**k, yuh
Ay, call me Mr. Hova
