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Zaytoven
Uh, uh, damn, damn, damn, damn
Real shooter shit, nigga, you know what the fuck it is
Real shooter, hunned round goon
What's up Zaytoven
Hurt on the spoon
Uh, I'm dope
What's up Zay
It could be busted out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper
Uh, uh, damn, damn, damn, damn
Real shooter shit, nigga, you know what the fuck it is
Real shooter, hunned round goon
What's up Zaytoven
Hurt on the spoon
Uh, I'm dope
What's up Zay
It could be busted out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper
I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money, I kidnap ya
I don't do no steppin', but hell yeah, I'm a Kappa
And yes, I keep my weapon 'case I gotta fuckin' wack 'em
Bricks for the low still tax 'em, white water, sand tan don't really matter
Fork in the coke batter, don't grab it, [?] in water [?] its a habit
Me [?] smoke cabbage, just pulled up on two bunny rabbits
You funny folks [?] these bitches that we savage
She fuckin' [?] shootin' at a lil bitch brain
I'm pressin' to start this bitch, I don't need no keys
I shoot like [?], my specialty threes
You just sell QP's, and I just got a car from QC
And I got a plug, want the weed for thirteen
Shot my first gun, I was only thirteen
Two sons on the way, I'ma raise two kings
Hunned brick play, I'ma make the bell sing
And I move like the mob, badda boom, badda bing
And the only time I move when they talkin' 'bout the cream
Young nigga, got rich off the poppy seed
These niggas know they don't want no damn smoke with me Hunned round goon, bitch this shit ain't no joke with me
Two Spanish bitches, they on me they [?] me
They cousins out Cali, them lil niggas grow for me
One Patek, one Rollie, nigga run it up, now they know me
Red diamonds like they got dinner, ravioli
Got pounds got pieces, thunder on [?]
I ball real hard, not Shaq, not Kobe
I ball like Q Da Fool, bitch, you know its [?] on me
[?] workin' [?] real, you look phony
These niggas rappin' like the goon, they tryna clone me
It could be busted out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper
I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money I kidnap ya
I don't do no steppin', but hell yeah, I'm a capper
And yes, I keep my weapon 'case I gotta fuckin' wack 'em
Bricks for the low still tax 'em, white water, sand tan don't really matter
Fork in the coke batter, don't grab it, [?] in water [?] its a habit
Me [?] smoke cabbage, just pulled up on two bunny rabbits
You funny folks [?] these bitches that we savage
She fuckin' [?] shootin' at a lil bitch brain
It could be busted out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper
I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money I kidnap ya
I don't do no steppin', but hell yeah, I'm a Kappa
And yes, I keep my weapon 'case I gotta fuckin' wack 'em
Bricks for the low still tax 'em, white water, sand tan don't really matter
Fork in the coke batter, don't grab it, [?] in water [?] its a habit
Me [?] smoke cabbage, just pulled up on two bunny rabbits
You funny folks [?] these bitches that we savage
She fuckin' [?] shootin' at a lil bitch brain
I'm pressin' to start this bitch, I don't need no keys
I shoot like [?], my specialty threes
You just sell QP's, and I just got a car from QC
And I got a plug, want the weed for thirteen
Shot my first gun, I was only thirteen
Two sons on the way, I'ma raise two kings
Hunned brick play, I'ma make the bell sing
And I move like the mob, badda boom, badda bing
And the only time I move when they talkin' 'bout the cream
Young nigga, got rich off the poppy seed
These niggas know they don't want no damn smoke with me Hunned round goon, bitch this shit ain't no joke with me
Two Spanish bitches, they on me they [?] me
They cousins out Cali, them lil niggas grow for me
One Patek, one Rollie, nigga run it up, now they know me
Red diamonds like they got dinner, ravioli
Got pounds got pieces, thunder on [?]
I ball real hard, not Shaq, not Kobe
I ball like Q Da Fool, bitch, you know its [?] on me
[?] workin' [?] real, you look phony
These niggas rappin' like the goon, they tryna clone me
It could be busted out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper
I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money I kidnap ya
I don't do no steppin', but hell yeah, I'm a capper
And yes, I keep my weapon 'case I gotta fuckin' wack 'em
Bricks for the low still tax 'em, white water, sand tan don't really matter
Fork in the coke batter, don't grab it, [?] in water [?] its a habit
Me [?] smoke cabbage, just pulled up on two bunny rabbits
You funny folks [?] these bitches that we savage
She fuckin' [?] shootin' at a lil bitch brain
It could be busted out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper
I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money I kidnap ya
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