[Intro: ericdoa]
Zeke
She say I cut it close
I'm making racks through the e-mail, drop it on some clothes
I just hopped in the Uber, I don't like to drive
Speed dial on the bros, know they all gon' slide
D.O.A., I'ma kill 'em soon as I arrive
She wanna see how I live, I'll show you what it's like
I'm talking payment, rave shit, people on some fake shit
Hair done, square one, we just tryna make it
Party girl, drop a couple thousand on some fake lips
Molly rock, she put it on her tongue, can't even taste it
Walking, stop asking if I need some other options
Pop shit, every song I'm making, bet I top it
Target, I got 'em talking 'bout me, I'ma topic
Heard he talking out his neck

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
Zeke