Bobby Fishscale and Quavo - Huncho Fishscale

Zoo
Yeah, yeah
Huncho Fiscale shit, nigga
Go

I was kickin' doors and trappin'
Way before I rapped on beats (trappin')
Shawty been fucking freaks
Polo shirt, white tee (yeah)
Momma never kicked me out (momma)
'Cause my bankroll was too neat (go)
And I always paid the bills
And I always kept it street (for real)

I was kickin' doors and trappin'
Way before I rapped on beats (trappin')
Shawty been fucking freaks (zoo, zoo)
Polo shirt, white tee (zoo)
Momma never kicked me out
'Cause my bankroll was too neat (cash)
And I always paid the bills (zoo)
And I always kept it street (fo' sho)

Momma never kicked me out 'cause she know I'ma get some money
Before I ever slid a beat, you know that I was selling dummies
When I was nineteen I think that was the first time I seen a hunnid
I dropped the Chevy with the wammy, you know that I had it runnin'
You know all my shit runnin', old school cost a hunnid
Quavo on iPhone, the T talk, doin' a hunnid
Offset forgies on the coupe, Takeoff, I hit em' for a hunnid
Shawty really for real, but really, I just get to the money
I was really selling pounds of bricks before I grabbed a mic
Drive off with that dope, you ain't getting no money back
I was really feedin' my family, off of sellin' junkies crack
Momma mad, say this food stamp card pin ain't right (Fishy)

I was kickin' doors and trappin'
Way before I rapped on beats (trappin')
Shawty been fucking freaks
Polo shirt, white tee (yeah)
Momma never kicked me out (momma)
'Cause my bankroll was too neat (go)
And I always paid the bills
And I always kept it street (for real)

I was kickin' doors and trappin'
Way before I rapped on beats (trappin')
Shawty been fucking freaks (zoo, zoo)
Polo shirt, white tee (zoo)
Momma never kicked me out
'Cause my bankroll was too neat (cash)
And I always paid the bills (zoo)
And I always kept it street (ay, fo' sho)

Always paid my mama bills, certified trap skills
Kept a plug with them blocks he always gave me deals
I used to run 'em through Atlanta
Bring 'em south through Savannah
Re-rock game crazy, need some foil and a hammer
I'ma fool with them bowls, gotta love for them lows
Mama know since I was a youngin' my bankroll never fold
Mama know since I was a youngin' I cut it no dough
I could get it for Ja Morant and sell 'em for twenty four (Fishy)
I'm a certified steppa, certified smacka, certified trapper
Anywhere you want 'em at I could have 'em
Think they beefing with me, think they mad at 'em
'Cause I really get them bitches and I really Door Dash it (DoorDash it)

I was kickin' doors and trappin'
Way before I rapped on beats (trappin')
Shawty been fucking freaks
Polo shirt, white tee (yeah)
Momma never kicked me out (momma)
'Cause my bankroll was too neat (go)
And I always paid the bills
And I always kept it street (for real)

I was kickin' doors and trappin'
Way before I rapped on beats (trappin')
Shawty been fucking freaks (zoo, zoo)
Polo shirt, white tee (zoo)
Momma never kicked me out
'Cause my bankroll was too neat (cash)
And I always paid the bills (zoo)
And I always kept it street (ay, fo' sho)

Written by:
Darryl Thomas, Donny Flores, Ethan Baer, Jorge Cedeno, Joshua Mckenzie Mitchell, Nino Karlo Segarra, Quavious Keyate Marshall

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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