N.V.T Spice - Zack & Cody

Won't catch me poppin' no xans
Cause I ain't tryna slack off
Runnin' up them hunnids so imma keep stuntin'
I'm hotter than hot sauce
Need a whip with the top off
Making hits like top golf
Feeling hot finna pop off
On god I ain’t answering no calls
(Yeah)
Remember what you told me
It was OD
Had me trippin' in my mental
I was drownin’ slowly
Hit a n**** wit the block
Posted up like a goalie
Call you Mrs. Capalot cause I just know you want me
I ain't even finna trip, we get this guacamole
You know I'm always with my brother like we Zack and Cody
Keep my eyes up on the prize, gotta get the trophy
Cause we flying to the sky taking off like 2, 3
(Yeah yeah)
I be gettin right, she like that I’m boujee
She tell me I look fine when I wear that Gucci
She always on my mind but I gotta do me
Got that 2020 sight, tryna cop that 2-seat
Tryna put us all in ice, make sure it come with 2 V’s
Cause I'm grinding for them nights when we ain’t have no blue cheese
And I could've got her right, could've got her some rubies
She was never actin right, cut her after she blew me
When I cut up in the function they just be like ooo-wee
In the circle get it bussin’ do the slide like toosie
And you know my diamonds jumpin' I just spent like 2, 3
If y'all n****s get to touching y'all gon see a new me
Labels ain't sign me
God said he got me
It's all about the timing
Patience keep grinding
Don't stop keep climbing
Got in my bag
Came up from rags
They was showing me no love
They was showing me no love
(Yeah, yeah)
Won't catch me poppin no xans
Cause i ain't tryna slack off
Running up them hunnids so imma keep stuntin'
I'm hotter than hot sauce
Need a whip with the top off
Making hits like top golf
Feeling hot finna pop off
On god I ain't answering no calls
Remember what you told me
It was OD
Had me trippin' in my mental
I was drownin' slowly
Hit a n**** wit the block
Posted up like a goalie
Call you Mrs. Capalot cause I just know you want me
I ain't finna trip we get this guacamole
You know I'm always wit my brother like we Zack and Cody
Keep my eyes up on the prize gotta get the trophy
Cause we flyin' to the sky takin off like 2 3
(Yeah yeah)

Written by:
Dolphin Mitchell

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