Straw-hat Z - On me

Hey walk inn this bitch wit it on me
Big ass Glock yea we walk wit a 40
Nigga keep talkin turn'em to bologna
Nigga be cappin dat nigga be phony
Fuckin dis bitch I'm not using the Trojan
Run thru the crib n we leaving it open
Keep on talkin dat shit get folded
Gun in ma bag bitch you know im a tote it
Niggas be hoes n they Neva be on on shit
Why you keep talkin you don't even know shit
Klockin these wood n u know I be toasted
Sit dat boy down yea you know he got coasted
Nigga you broke n you ain't got no motion
Robbin his ass cuz he bragging n boastin
Yo bitch hella ashy she gotta get lotion
Can't fuck wit niggas y'all be on dat hoe shit
Yea I run to the bag yea I really be on it
They say what's in yo cup? bitch I'm sippin on potion
Needa go get a bag cuz you ain't go no motion
If I call up the Brodie you know he gon blow it
N yo bitch finna fuck n I'm already knowin'
See me a opp n I'm already blowin
Got the blick in my back bitch you know I'm not goin
And this beat hella hard know a nigga be flowin
And I sip on dat shit know a nigga be pourin
Fuckin dis bitch, wake up in the mornin
Got get back, why these niggas mournin
Throwed as a bitch yea a nigga be soarin
This hoe hella lame n she really be borin
Hit yo boy with a three know I really be scorin
Know I got hella bitches I really be whoreing
Up it, shoot it, got em oozin, hit his wit that five like boozer
Nigga Cappin he a loser
Catch him wit his bitch n you know im a boom her
Dis nigga money hella little like Stuart
I don't know her n she say that I knew her
Crack a bitch from the back I done blew her
He got stanky hoes Dey be left in the sewer

Written by:
Zyon B

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