ROLLIN ON ZANNY Lyrics

Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Don't care who you brang, I'm the human flame

I got my mouth shut, rollin' on zanny, keepin' my house tucked on couch, what? Sippin' on Henny until I bounce up. Mouthful of verses, bars on mars next to where the earth is. I'm never nervous, but you can't tell that by the surface can you

I got my mouth shut, rollin' on zanny, keepin' my house tucked on couch, what? Sippin' on Henny until I bounce up. Mouthful of verses, bars on mars next to where the earth is. I'm never nervous, but you can't tell that by the surface can you

This dat beat bump melody, chief chung heavily. Rap until im heavenly, yo raps ain't impressin' me. I'm hot, you want the remedy? Dawgs, don't step to me. I turn you chicken, rappers into KFC recipe

Y'all be tryin' like y'all know he lyin'. They say that boy der, he ain't really packin' that iron. I come up real straight to you, yeah, strapped with that nine. Blow your face off, make it seem like you was attacked by a lion. See, if I'm lyin', I'm flyin'. But if it's truth, then you stand on your own two. Now you lookin' just like a man. See, I'm the nicest with the flow, and ya average man. I'll battle anybody, body from G.A. to Japan

I got my mouth shut. Rollin' on zanny, keepin' my house tucked on couch, what. Sippin' on Henny until I bounce up. Mouthful of verses, bars on mars next to where the earth is. I'm never nervous, but you can't tell that by the surface can you

Don't get gift-wrapped, and attack with a six-pack. Infamous C-4, did you get, get, get, get that? sta sta studder flow, did, did, did, did, did, did, black. Call Mac and get the sack. I'm smokin' like half that, past that, don't ask that. Got stocks on NASDAQ, flashback. Man, ain't that old dude that had that? Black car in the spot. He must've thought I forgot. Saw him in the parking lot, fa fa fa fa fa fa fa

Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Don't care who you brang, I'm the human flame

I ain't no gangsta fam, but be damned if you think I am. Gone let someone roll over on me and I just take it laying. It'll be investigations, so patience and be awakened, and stand up!

Cause C4 about to address the nation, and fuck yo occupation. My plans is proclamation, on documentation. So keep playing, and your opps gon' be waiting, and them drops gon' be waiting, and your block gon' be hating

So bump my songs when they play it on your radio station. See I'm a different dude, a chef use kitchen tools and get to the bag. Have y'all calling me Mr. Scrooge? I can get mad at you, and rude with an attitude

And stretch yo dumb behind like, longitude and latitude. See I did them same things you had to do so show some gratitude. Don't be mad cause you had to move

And why you scared? Don't be playing lil dude, cause I heard that you bitch, and you love tossing salads too, ooh

Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Who ya brang? Don't care who you brang, I'm the human flame