Fatt - Zaza

Ima keep it a brick fuck a op I'm too much to handle
This glock 40 dent yo shit in like a quarter panel
Lights out fuck nigga light that boy some candles
This snub nose will blow a nigga out his gucci sandals
I'm geeked up off the Zaza
Don't blow my high
Run down on ya alone fuck a alibi
I'm geeked up off the Zaza
Don't blow my high
Run down on ya alone fuck a alibi

Playing wit my life will get you stole in this bitch
Leave ya on the ground leaking cold in this bitch
Nigga you think you tough I leave some holes in yo shit
Dome call bloaw leave you froze in this bitch
No mo going back to broke I'm so over that shit
Bitch you ever shoot at me you better hope you don't miss
Got me feeling like Thanos all these stones in my wrist
If we ain't talking bout no money nigga gone wit that shit
I got sticks over here I got sticks over there
Oh you down for yo potna merc you niggas by the pair
They can't help yo ass now nigga come up out of there
Bitch you got it on ya mind ima knock it out ya hair

Ima keep it a brick fuck a op I'm too much to handle
This glock 40 dent yo shit in like a quarter panel
Lights out fuck nigga light that boy some candles
This snub nose will blow a nigga out his gucci sandals
I'm geeked up off the Zaza
Don't blow my high
Run down on ya alone fuck a alibi
I'm geeked up off the Zaza
Don't blow my high
Run down on ya alone fuck a alibi

Written by:
Douglas Green

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