Z What I Z

He a good rapper, his rhymes be flying
600K from the crimes I dodged
I get involved it’s not a facade
Another whip like a parking garage
She a lil’ baddy, I put her on TV
I’m shitting on niggas I’m blessed not needy
Switching my bitch too easy, you never gon’ see me
I’m popping out on them like 3D
Ayy
Any percent of my niggas they all be ZZ
You got a phone my number just call you need me
You could just ring me, you know I never decline
I cut off Lil Rob that nigga just never slide

Back in the hood like a Lambo truck
Nigga you a bitch, don’t stand on nothing
Two straps, everybody hands on guns
Put a raw bitch on lock no bun
Sipping on Don come fuck on a dime
Sorry lil’ mama I’m one of the one
Brand new K with a hundred round drum
Mama, your son ain’t never gon’ run
Saving these hoes, ain’t making no sense
Breaking the code, that made them a snitch
I want that girl so bad they see
Top 10 I put that name on the list
Fuck 12 they wanna see me losing
Got a son out here, I can’t be foolish
Tok and Rico my brothers, the 3 stooges
Get the drop on the opp, sweep through it
We gon’ keep shooting, make ‘em keep moving
Yellow tape on the scene, got to detour
Put the switch on the Glock, put the stock on that bitch
When you shoot it is never gon’ recoil
I got too many bitches I need one
I be shitting on the opps, got them pissed off
With your pinpoint, at the cliport
I hop on the PJ and I lift off
So much blues, I damn near could crip walk
And my drip got wings like Rick Ross
Throwing bullets, my Z got picked off
Wolph died, I feel like it’s his fault
How you feeling? I’m feeling a lil’ off
I’ma go MIA I’ma get lost
And one thing about me, I’ma drip sauce
You can’t Z what I Z, I’m a big boss

He a good rapper, his rhymes be flying
600K from the crimes I dodged
I get involved it’s not a facade
Another whip like a parking garage
She a lil’ bad I put her on TV
I’m shitting on niggas I’m blessed not needy
Switching my bitch too easy, you never gon’ see me
I’m popping out on them like 3D
Ayy
Any percent of my niggas they all be ZZ
You got a phone my number just call you need me
You could just ring me, you know I never decline
I cut off Lil Rob that nigga just never slide

Ayy
You can’t Z what I Z, I’m a big boss
Don’t think you a big turd, boy you a lil’ off
Wanna be extra, better go kill some’
You ain’t got a foreign, go get one
Bad bitch chase me, I’ma still run
I’ma go run through hot lil’ cool like it was nothing
All these bitches be ringing my number
All these bitches want have me a son
Too picky I’m picking my one
I be dripping they licking it up
And we bringing them beef to the club
See them niggas we shooting it up
Bad lil’ bitch don’t wanna be wife
I’m taking this bitch out the club
Bad lil’ bitch don’t wanna be wife
I’m making this bitch my slut
I’m sticking my thumb in her butt
I lock eyes with the opp in the club I scream out: What?
And I’m sorry I don’t wanna fuck
I’ve been thugging I ran out of love
I be keeping my mind on bucks
Put a fuck nigga ‘round real niggas
And he gon’ see he could never adjust
I was just home, I was on the run

I was on the run
Having fun
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For sure