1oneam
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(Verse)
Start it up
Yuh, I said bad bih start it up
Yeah, start it up
I need the racks, baby, fuck love
These hoes, I can't love on
Rick Owens with the Undercover
These n***a scary, on the come up
It be the broke n***a blowing the cover
I'm eating too good, she like "super"
She eat the dick up like it's supper
I pour the drank, I'm sippin' wock
This ain't no other, Yo bitch, she wetter than water
Ha, you gotta stay for yo come up
Bitch, my money too tall like a column
You-you see us, you gon' wild out
One look, they say "wow" now, They say "Zen, you so fine now"
Get off yo ass, try it out
I'm with yo bitch, gon' fly her out
If she ain't on that shit then kick her out
We got the pole, let's go fishing now
Who the fuck lil' bro dissing now
Who the fuck bro right here
I mix the drank, this shit too clear
I'm off the gas, man, I can't steer
Pouring up, sure man, i'm too high
She on the dick hoe, she can't stop
You on that weird shit then get blocked
Pussy want some smoke, boy hit em' with the block
He want some smoke, put a switch on the live
He want some smoke, put a switch on the-
He want smoke with our big homie
I get them bands like a big homie
I'm blowing that bag with the Rick on me
Eating too good, getting chubby
We is not gang, you not my buddy
Play with these racks, man, this shit so lovely
Percs to fent, man, this shit getting bummy
She said "Oh my god, Zen do you love me"
I said "No bitch, I don't really love you"
I got some racks that I put in my, hm
I got some racks that I put in my clothing
Stupid ass n***a, man, these lame n***as cloning
Stupid ass bitch, man, I'm finna bone her
Red dot on his neck, look like a damn choker
N***as be shit when a n***a get older
Scary ass n***a but he got a lil' older
Been in this shit, I got a lil' colder
I get buckets, n***a, like a damn floater
Four-five bullets, extend like a clover
He tryna work, silly ass n***a, no bruh
I gotta stay on my toes
Hop in that coupe, man, hop in that foreign
Folding his shit like a god damn folder