Zoomies Lyrics

This that wake up in the morning

Crack the macbook and I'm on it

Send shots pop pop with no warning

Drop top yeah this shit transforming

They got faith in me like Mormons

The beat inside me stay dormant

The piece yes I got it on me

Only got one or two homies

I do better by myself don't need no help

I take the steps to get it

I bet on myself can't take no L's no homie just forget it

Won't sell my soul for the hell of it

Ain't no way that I'm selling it all that shit been irrelevant I

Got one too many hits

Put twenty fours up on the whip

I do my dance I do not crip

But I make championships

Got hands when I need them

I don't need friends just need my mama and my bed

Like my boy drake said pull the draco out my face hoe

I blend right in I'm made of play dough and I make plays hoe

Been the boss follow my lead like Simon say so

Yeah

Like simon say so follow leader yes I'm the leader

Swiping the visa fly to Ibiza hit then I leave her

Yeah cooking a heater it's a procedure

Please do not bother me don't wanna see ya

Been at the bottom but this is my season

Yeah

And I promise I'm making the play

Bitch you ain't making no play and promise I'll be

Stomping whatever get in my way

Yeah this my fucking season take a dub repeat it

And I promise my mama a crib and whip that she don't need to pay cause it's paid

I promise mean what I say

I don't want slice of the pie cause I'm going for the cake

And my face in the cake savor the taste paving the way

Want to pop from the Ville to the bay

To the real to the fake

To the field to the game

Till the field that I raised

So I reap what sow

And I'm loving the chase

And I'm loving the fame

And I'm loving the lame

Motherfuckers that don't like me

All my life I been a pisces I see

What you don't see

Oh si

I'm making noise but I'm lowkey

Eat this bitch up like I'm Choji

Whipping this bitch like I'm Yoshi

One hundred and five

Lil bitch I'm pushing like one hundred and five

If you want smoke pull the forty-five

Pray to God then open holy fire

Yeah so be that

Oh me

Oh my shoot my shot Kobe

They act like they don't know me

Empty just like my soul be

But I soul feed like oh si

Tu quieres smoke then hold me

To my words I shoot until I hit won't stop till them holes bleed

Wipe ya nose I see the nosebleed

Yeah

Like it's a nosebleed

Fuck a hook a nose ring

Pop a perc they overdosing

Wasting time they where the hoes be

But they know they over those and boast about reaching they goals

But they don't cause they know they coasting