Zack & Cody ft. Calico Lyrics

Niggas always geeking on that bro-bro shit

Only bros is my bros on some Zack and Cody shit

And if I'm scoring' then he's scoring

On some Shaq and Kobe shit

And everybody ain't your friend

Momma told me this

Niggas always geekin' on that bro-bro shit

Only bros is my bros on some Zack and Cody shit

And if I'm scoring' then he's scoring

On some Shaq and Kobe shit

And everybody ain't your friend, momma told me this

Ain't got no friends, I been on my lonely shit

I don't follow trends, tryna cop my mom a benz

Buy some land, flip that shit, and repeat the plan

That's how I am

Bitches I'm talking bout we beefing

They my only fans

Got the Glocks and them ARs what's the difference

Play it safe, bitch and mind your business

You know we got that aim

Disrespect and you finished

Little bitch stay in your lane

There's consequences when you switching

Really sad now broken hearts under your picture

And now little bro way too deep up in the streets

He ain't graduate

Got the Glocks start busting' like he at the range

Niggas suffering', takin' perkies to calm the pain

When the demons got a hold of that nigga

He ain't been the same

But we on that Zack and Koda shit

Aint shit changed but the diamond on the wrist

Niggas always geekin on that bro-bro shit

Only bros is my bros on some Zack and Cody shit

And if I'm scorin then he's scorin on some Shaq and Kobe shit

And everybody ain't your friend, mama told me this

Niggas always geekin on that bro-bro shit

Only bros is my bros on some Zack and Cody shit

And if I'm scorin', then he's scorin' on some Shaq and Kobe shit

And everybody ain't your friend, mama told me this

Diamonds on my teeth, yeah, diamonds on my fist

You can't pick with a Zack and Cody

Homie, hold up please let me know this

And you got Shane grindin your piss little bitch

I think you leavin' out your crib

I'ma get that girl with the hat, smack, jab, try, I'ma end your shit

I got more shooters, break it drop it

Send it send it to a lighter from a feely

Whoever can pop up hand me the goggles

Get that B out stupid blockin

Jumpin' up for your mind

I'll hand it out envier y'all my solidus

Muerto y tu sabes Oye cabrn

You don't want no problems

Una mente sabia

Demenciado bitch, that's half-ass

No civia this idioma tell it give me no fact that's your anger

I just knew to let it sit

Pound of pressure why'd you really cut the lights off

And hit the yacht with that red runway

Catch a half a figure in my way okay

No me importa lo que digas

Mientras te pruebo mi camino

Mucho tiempo en el taxico te arribaste okay

Playing becomes the daily the party okay

So I just can't reach for my head when we in public oh yeah

Tappin' pockets and running' face

Check out a people bitch, what you say

Ima be a flip all night or day

Crash the lane huck fuck out my way

I'm with the mob

Bitches got family ties really ain't shit else to say

DJ Khaled another one Calico Lil' Phycho fuck out her face