Pet Zebra - Leo

Old bitches love how a nigga look now
I might shop a couple pounds
I might run up on you now
Hit my nigga Corey up
Like, what's up with that shit
Like, what's up with that bitch
Do she still wan' fuck
In the trap making bands
Cook it better than my dad
Cook it better than ya bitch
I love the way she suck my dick
I got clientele fasho
I got niggas copping up
I got bitches trying fuck
In New York I spend a dub
Aye baby can you count it
Double check it for me
If I get low on some bread
I hit Linc up for 10 g's
Don't play no games
You know I want it
You can look in my eyes
Say what it is don't play around
Ya boy don't like no surprise
She wanna fuck wit the gang
We not like them other guys
I'm smoking up, getting chiefy
You can tell by my eyes
Don't want to hit it if my niggas did
You know how we do it
If the money is the language
Then you know I speak fluent

If you ain't make it out the hood
I don't want to hear shit
I don't want to hear shit
I don't want to hear shit
Damn I made a couple thousand
Made my neck and wrist drip
Made my neck and wrist drip
Made my neck and wrist drip
I done came up by myself
So you can't tell me shit
So you can't tell me shit
No you can't tell me shit
Damn the plug on my line
He like the way that I flip
I just keep stacking chips
I'm just getting it bitch

I like lots of money
I like cars and jewelry
I got black, white bitches on my dick I'm McFlurry
Out in Robinson
I'm serving hella P's of the grassy
Remember when them hoes passed me
Now I bang em' and pass em'
All my niggas say I'm flashy
I'm showing of bands
I flip it with my man, man
You still copping gram, grams
Every day I wake up
I got smoke me a zippy
My drink red and it's trippy
I still trap in the city

If you ain't make it out the hood
I don't want to hear shit
I don't want to hear shit
I don't want to hear shit
Damn I made a couple thousand
Made my neck and wrist drip
Made my neck and wrist drip
Made my neck and wrist drip
I done came up by myself
So you can't tell me shit
So you can't tell me shit
No you can't tell me shit
Damn the plug on my line
He like the way that I flip
I just keep stacking chips
I'm just getting it bitch

Written by:
JOEL KELLEM

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