Young Zion 6600
Biscotti
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

[Chorus]
I, walk wit' a check
I'm smokin' biscotti, it's killin' my chest
Big dawg on the 21, show me respect
I been up in the lab, ain't got no time for sex
I been up countin' guala, ain't no time for stress
The beam on the chop, I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef, I pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad little bitch, she gon' do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
Damn, can't believe a n***a really took off
They been fuckin' with me, really got a n***a pissed off
Choppa bag up the store for the wrist watch
Bust down, baby, that bitch is not TikTok
I'm in love wit' the blue, I might learn how to Crip walk
Heard he runnin' his mouth, now he makin' a pit stop
Watch they clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he runnin' the field like this shit was a kickoff

[Verse 1]
Topic
You know that boy Zion he run that
Got the people up beggin'
Please [?]
That other bullshit is just so wack
I perfected the formula, now they all swarm
Well, that lil n***a hot and that's no cap
If I come to your city and your bitch is pretty
I'm sorry you won't get yo' hoe back
And I'm talkin' my shit all year, for real
These n***as so lame, ain't got no appeal
I'ma grind for this shit, give a fuck 'bout a deal
Know that they mad, give a fuck how they feel
N***a said that I switched? Come on, let's keep it real
Wasn't down with a n***a when I had no bills
Never gave me no food when I couldn't get a meal
So I seem to get tight, like a muhfuckin' seal
I had to go ape shit
For the people to see I'm the greatest
I said, "Pull off the lot wit' no tag," everybody replayed it
All you n***as who prayed that I fall, it's so sad
Never swore I won't break it
Every time that a motherfucka drop, they all jam
'Cause that's Zion, his alias

[Chorus]
I, walk wit' a check
I'm smokin' biscotti, it's killin' my chest
Big dawg on the 21, show me respect
I been up in the lab, ain't got no time for sex
I been up countin' guala, ain't no time for stress
The beam on the chop, I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef, I pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad little bitch, she gon' do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
Damn, can't believe a n***a really took off
They been fuckin' with me, really got a n***a pissed off
Choppa bag up the store for the wrist watch
Bust down, baby, that bitch is not TikTok
I'm in love wit' the blue, I might learn how to Crip walk
Heard he runnin' his mouth, now he makin' a pit stop
Watch they clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he runnin' the field like this shit was a kickoff

[Verse 2]
Kickoff
They not ready for Zion to liftoff
You ain't seen me get up wit' no n***as online
'Cause I love to let all of them sticks talk
I'm just tryna stack up for my future
'Cause back in that past a lil' n***a was so lost
Put the coal on my back, and you know that's a fact
All my n***as gon' jump like a tip-off
Ridin' 'round through the valley at night
Wit' a quarter inside the lil' Russian delight
And I swear all these n***as be cap
I can hear in they raps
They not pushin' on shit in real life
You know that I'm stealin' a jack if I gotta
I can't lie man a lil n***a trife
And you know that I'm so sorry, mama
I can't lie, ma, I'm not livin' right

[Chorus]
I, walk wit' a check
I'm smokin' biscotti, it's killin' my chest
Big dawg on the 21, show me respect
I been up in the lab, ain't got no time for sex
I been up countin' guala, ain't no time for stress
The beam on the chop, I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef, I pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad little bitch, she gon' do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
Damn, can't believe a n***a really took off
They been fuckin' with me, really got a n***a pissed off
Choppa bag up the store for the wrist watch
Bust down, baby, that bitch is not TikTok
I'm in love wit' the blue, I might learn how to Crip walk
Heard he runnin' his mouth, now he makin' a pit stop
Watch they clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he runnin' the field like this shit was a kickoff