Pet Zebra - Inna Rush

Yeahdoe
That's what I tell them
Yeahdoe
I'm as good as it get
Chill God
Mhm...
Pet Zebra
The fuck you talking bout
Yeahdoe!
Why you turn your back on me you need me
Packs coming in trap phone be ringing I be too strategic
Off two drugs really geeking
Perky leave that pussy leaking
I'm selling smoke right now I'll bring it to your front door like I'm Wiz Khalifa
Still got over but can't call it even
You know everything aint what it seeming
Everything happen for a reason even money leaving
Go and get it!
We can go rack for rack my nigga you really ain't talking bout nothin'
We can go pound for pound my nigga I pull up smoking like junkies
Came in with in my bag they wanna know what that boy smoking
I Rep 1700 Bedford Ave. spent time down Oakland
Spent time out on the East I move that P on any street
Just incase you heard of me you know them rumors come in threes
I was Downlow's little baby but I Sugar Topped it
Wasn't the projects but you know the floor need more than mopping
Cross the street with caution
You ain't built stop it
Got more heat than August
In a foreign flooring
Yeah I'm in a rush
Rush to get the bucks
Rush to get it up
Rush to live it up
Yeah I'm in a rush
Rush to get the bucks
Rush to get it up
Rush to live it up
Yeah I'm in a rush
Yeah I'm in a rush
Yeah I'm in a rush

Written by:
Joel Kellem

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