ZA Lyrics

Sippin on lean when I lean

Got me swervin off wok

Hope you know what I mean

Show yall just how to do this

Cuz yall think that its tough

But its really so easy

Got a new whip and its clean

I got 2 bitches with me

you know they all clingy

Whippin around on the scene

I get to poppin them beans

Glocks on me watch how they bang

Look at my diamonds they blang

This shits as real as it gets

Yo bitch wetter than a sink

Feel like im one of the greatest

Too early to say ill make it

Stackin these bands think I made it

Haters keep on fucking hatin

Wait

Records on records on records

Closin my eyes all I see is them records

Hoes wantin money but dont put in effort

My dick in her mouth shut her up for a second

Now she tryna fuck the whole team

See a broke boy sittin in the nosebleeds

Thats yo bitch imma turn her to a groupie

Goth boy you know imma fuckin dope fein

Smoke dope dope dope dope dope

Dont fuck with designer that shit is a joke

Copy and paste the way these rappers clone

Try stealin my flow and these bitches gon choke

Woke up with horns and I feel like a goat

Out here stuntin I do it on my own

But you know im still comin for the throne

Swingin with blades and I stay at ya throat

Switch gonna hit like my mufuckin glock

Cream of the crop what im smokin on

And what im smokin on you fuckers cant cop

You wanted the smoke drop the block

I'm close to the swamp

Throw you in a lake where the gattors gon chomp

They gon find yo body on top

Fuck with the gang and you rot

Oh hey

All of my bitches go both ways

Bang dirty south but hes so clean

Eyes gonna watch over everythang

In case you forgot all these hoes fake

Look at my diamonds they all blang

Dont forget check the pinky rang

Hoes attached to the diamond chains

I could never love a fucking lame