
Z Talk Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yes they go, yes they go, yes they go, yes they go
Steve O, you so hard for this one
A, A, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Ha, ha, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Come on, come on
Mix the amiri with Essentials I'm high as hell, can't feel my face
Dusse got me off balance, these new balance ain't tied da lace
I know they fiendin' for the dick, now I'm back in school, they made me wait
Now these hoes knocked up, two, three babies, yeah I'm great
I used to shoot da three, I still shoot from deep, but I'm playin' safe
I can't stay these hoes, 2020, I took off my cape
SRT I'm doggin' this bitch, BREMBOS got me when I brake
Fuck they turn them lights on for what they thought I was gon' yank
My shorty mad at me, she said she done, I laugh, must be a prank
Finna shower her with flowers, then after that go to the bank
Give her Crispy blues, then dick her down for hours, then she faint
Something like wakafloca , I'm still one of them niggas still in the paint
Yeah, goin' back and forth with a nigga, that ain't me
He gon' feel these two, two, three, these big-ass bullets knock down the tree
And I still throw up that five , I still crack fours, throw down the G
And my ops don't got no motion, they ask me, promo for me
When it's that time, niggas they know I ain't here to play
We got big-ass Glocks, and they ARP Put them bitches right in your face
Heard them niggas dissin' Z nem, say it with your chest ion hear, no bass
I know he tender to dick throw a bitch his way, he gon' fall for the bait
Will em I n we got Glocks, these different gens
Mama told me, watch my friend, that was like in 2010
Now I'm rich as fuck, pull up electric truck like, ooo got damn
Tires big as fuck, EV liftin' up when I'm goin land
Yeah, dusse in my system, I ain't never been no victim
All you think shit funny, hop out, give us that ass, shits and giggles
Tryin' to play that role like he a big dog, yo' ass Malcom in the middle
You must respect these hoes, I lay dick, then get little
It's four in the morning, I'm doggin the track, you know it's just me and Biggles
I'm quick to react, don't play with the Z's, leave his ass right in the spittle
Niggas, bitches, in that room, they turn the master spintla
I ain't gon' never say no names when they catch him, kill him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Z Gang shit, Z Gang bitch, huh
On my daddy, fuck my daddy, nigga, for real
Go, go, go, bah
Go, go, go, bah