Zeros and Ones Lyrics

Ya shorty a munch to me

She'll never do drugs with you, but she said she'll do a bunch with me

If I take a addy for breakfast there ain't no lunch for me

And I think my brain is infested demons keep punching me

My money gone get up

They told me I couldn't do it, so I just said ok, bet up, yuh

USB mic, wit a cracked iPad, then Band Lab for the whole set up, fuck

So I got the quantity, I got the quality too

Don't give a fuck bout the mix, they know when I spit its like I'm in the booth

Pour up this wocky no triss and I'm smoking a spliff while I'm swerving this coupe

All of my niggas gone hit I swear none of them miss when them muh fuckers shoot

That nigga claim that he solid we bring out the heat and he turn to a soup

I heard ya girl be playing my shit on loop, and yours on mute

Make it make since, yo shorty giving me brain that bitch going stupid, she dense

We never showing no love and my niggas wear gloves when we doing them drills no Prints, yuh

She wanna fuck on me she keep on touching me she got me pinching a tent

She ask why I smell so expensive because I be smoking exotic for scents

Real designer cost ya rent

Bitch, I see you eyeing my print

Bitch, the cash be coming in boatloads so these muh fuckers thinking i print shit

They don't know shit about making this paper

They don't know shit bout the Archives layer

Lot of junk in the trunk like the bitch Tow Mater

And if you need gas then we got more flavors

Do more work then you get more paper

Get more paper then you get more haters

Get more haters and I give less fucks

How he gone talk he dont got no bucks

How she want to love I don't got no trust

This pure wok, I don't sip no tuss

Bitch don't talk just shut the fuck up better suck this dick until a lil nigga bust

Ya shorty a munch to me

She'll never do drugs with you, but she said she'll do a bunch with me

If I take a addy for breakfast there ain't no lunch for me

And I think my brain is infested demons keep punching me

My money gone get up

They told me I couldn't do it, so I just said ok, bet up, yuh

USB mic, wit a cracked iPad, then Band Lab for the whole set up, fuck

So I got the quantity, I got the quality too

Don't give a fuck bout the mix they know when I spit its like I'm in the booth