Zay Lyve - Yerk 30

Niggas a kill for a bitch los said best
Heard my nigga got shot but he had a vest
Niggas gotta get they aim right
Shh we gon catch em at the same light
Heard he was a rapper guess it's time to get some fame right
Fuck a rap deal could see a million off of Bell Road
Stepping on herion and selling bowls whole
Niggas wanna know the mix I can't sell it cause I need that
Ever go broke i might sell that bitch for 3 racks
Niggas text me on the gram like can you cook up my work
Hell nah but it's a band what I charge for a verse
Do the math read between the lines ain't getting caught for shit
They gave my 12 at 18 for tryna middle man a brick
Bitch we get em in and get em out quick
How he still banging on paper work and a known snitch
Told my mama pray for me cause niggas want me dead
She looked straight up in my eyes and told me for that happen shit you probably go fed
Paying tough I'll show you what that choppa do
The nigga that popped me snitch on my nigga free lil doda ru
I ain't saying names but you did aye stick to da code
Niggas going bold I got rich and I ain't have to hit the road
Bitch I'm out in Maury county got the pills with me
Roxie 30s still got plays for the whole 50
Type of money have yo niggas plotting like go get em
How you want the dog hard and that ain't even how we get it
Set the play bitch don't get yo mama kilt
I stopped sipping awh fuck it aye let's gon and crack a seal
That bitch hanging out the window while I drive with my knee
I'll do the bar like my name was Kareem
Smash on a opp on the rock if he dissin'
Jack on my ass he be saying I be tripping
Ice on my neck they be saying I'm glistening
Red uniform lil nigga I been pimping
Yeah ima dawg like my middle name kujo
Big nigga I don't want me no lil 2 door
Get to bussing if a nigga get too close
Fuck we gon stick em then we gon move on

Written by:
Isaah Aristide

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