90 ft. Zar Lyrics

(Okay, Daniel)

Brr, yeah

Which bombaclat dog I am?

'Cause this morning me wake up good enough-

Give me a good bludclat- (Nah, forreal)

Young niggas gotta move silent, we tip toe inside of his house, we not playin' around

Gotta stay militant, won't make a sound (Uh-huh)

My niggas be dogs, they gon' beat out the pound (Yeah)

She eat my kids, she not welcome at playgrounds

Just like a boxer, we doin' them rounds (Beat 'em up)

Weigh on the scale, tell me how many pounds

We get to sweepin' the block, Jay Hound

(Let's go)

I get the green like a motherfuckin' blackboard

Throwin' oops to the bro off the backboard

I had to switch up my ways, had to fast forward (Switch it up)

We finna beat up the opps with a flash cord

Send him away, he's not needin' a passport

Count up the money while I light a matchboard (Uh-huh)

Emergency racks in the cut, I be stashed, stored

I send those shots, niggas don't want that war (Fuck no)

I rob you niggas, not robbin' no store (On God)

All of that muscle, get shot in your core (Grrah)

Ice on my body, I really want more (Brr)

T-These niggas dissin' the gang, we gon' pull up and strangle, we huntin' you niggas like boar (Yeah)

I hit your bitch from the back then I pass it to bro, nigga mad that his bitch is a whore

Run up the cheese for the guys, I'm not changin'

Benjamin never get old, he not agin' (He not agin')

Fuck niggas bitchin', on bruh, we gon' tase 'em

Glock with a switch and a beam, it gon' raise 'em (It gon' raise 'em)

That nigga pussy, he slide on occasions (Damn)

Blick finna spice up his mouth like it's Cajun (Uh-huh)

White plug, he with me, that nigga named Jason

Takeoff, I'm catchin' the heat like I'm ragin' (Skrt)

Fuck school, fuck a 9-5

I was on the block sellin' 90 pies

I'm a crazy nigga takin' 90 lives

Then I do the dash, doin' 90 miles

Fuck school, fuck a 9-5

I was on the block sellin' 90 pies

I'm a crazy nigga takin' 90 lives

Then I do the dash, doin' 90 miles

Young niggas gotta move silent, we tiptoe inside of his house, we not playin' around

Gotta stay militant, won't make a sound

My niggas be dogs, they gon' beat out the pound

She eat my kids, she not welcome at playgrounds

Just like a boxer, we doin' them rounds

Weigh on the scale, tell me how many pounds

We get to sweepin' the block, Jay Hound

Just like a boxer, we doin' them rounds and just like a ninja, we not makin' a sound (Shhh)

Lil' bro the plug, he said how many pounds? I told 'em enough to make me nod out

She call me king, where the fuck is my crown? I gotta white shooter that's finna go pout (Finna go pout)

I might be fat, but I creep like a mouse

Cardio lessons, I'm runnin' you down (I'm runnin' you down)

Kicked out a bitch right after I came (Damn)

I only wanted the game (Wanted the game)

I'm on my BS, I don't think I will change (Nah)

Shit, I wanted the brain (I wanted the brain)

Switch out the Coupe, I swerve in a Range (I swerve in a Range)

Cartier glasses, I switched out my frames (I switched out my frames)

Freaky lil' bitch, she want it on tape (She want it on tape)

Just like an Altima, I don't have no breaks (I don't have no breaks)

F-F-Fucked a white bitch, I made a mistake, she called up the feds, I ran from the jakes (Oopsies)

Keep me a switch, I don't ever play, if I see me an opp, I'm finna go spray

She on my dick, I'm makin' a play, now I'm flexin' my diamonds like I'm Lil Tay

She ride my dick, she wanna come stay, I feel like Tyreese, I'm taking my pace

(Damn, damn, let's go)

Smokin' my opps just like a lace

You gettin' sparked just like a tase

Got a Jamaican, she want to come taste

All in her face just like it's mace

Play by the cards, she call me an ace (Yeah)

Hole in his body, Firefist Ace

Leave me alone, I need me some space

Fuck school, fuck a 9-5

I was on the block sellin' 90 pies

I'm a crazy nigga takin' 90 lives

Then I do the dash, doin' 90 miles

Fuck school, fuck a 9-5

I was on the block sellin' 90 pies

I'm a crazy nigga takin' 90 lives

Then I do the dash, doin' 90 miles

Young niggas gotta move silent, we tip toe inside of his house, we not playin' around

Gotta stay militant, won't make a sound (Uh-huh)

My niggas be dogs, they gon' beat out the pound (Yeah)

She eat my kids, she not welcome at playgrounds

Just like a boxer, we doin' them rounds (Beat 'em up)

Weigh on the scale, tell me how many pounds

We get to sweepin' the block, Jay Hound