ZL1 Strikers Lyrics

Man this Drake won't retire, we in ZL1 strikers

Nigga I be outside for real I'm not gon lie I don't like typing

On yo pack I was higher, I need 25 lighters

Gang, laying outside yo shit them niggas pulling all nighters

Back in the day for we had Dracs shit we had Yugoslavian choppas

Ain't no way we ain't hit that nigga same day the nigga dropped my podna

Nigga ain't leaving off yo street until they spot em hop out got em

Nigga gon whatever walking, they can hang cause they be hella cautious

Niggas die when all we see is red, can you eat this lead

He got popped all in his shit for all that talking out his head

Knowing in person that shit won't get said, we putting shit up for owing bread

You was beating all on that bitch I kept it stiff I was giving that hoe that yeah

When the shit wasn't going my way nigga I was broad day outside tryna catch me a face

Saying you out the way ain't never enough it's never gon be safe

I bend up old srt8, my Mexican podna passenger 80 rounds up in that dirty K

It's a problem, bitch I been with all that drama

It's insane, damn near every time we shoot it's a body

It's a shame, what yo bitch down to do for these dollars

Nigga we know even Master P was making songs wasn't even bout it

Nigga you must don't know, must ain't been told this shit cut through houses

Man this Drake won't retire, we in ZL1 strikers

Nigga I be outside for real I'm not gon lie I don't like typing

On yo pack I was higher, I need 25 lighters

Gang, laying outside yo shit them niggas pulling all nighters

Either she gon give me money or she lame and I don't like her

It's a kitty on this bitch lil hoe this not a normal Chrysler

Nigga you knowing I blow that torch I'm tryna burn who playing with fire

I fucked Edward bitch and Rylo bitch but Edward still was wifing

Put my day one in a coffin you know niggas never righteous

Do you know how that shit feel to count up 80 had you tried it

Shit I blessed the hoe i probably did I showed the hoe all kinda shit

If she my work you gotta tip that messy shit what got him zipped

Shot him in the face because these bitch ass niggas not yo friends

Nigga just won't die on his third time he just popped again

Man this Drake won't retire, we in ZL1 strikers

Nigga I be outside for real I'm not gon lie I don't mhm

Man this Drac blow that fire, this a ZL1 Striker

He got tapped with 5.56 but he still here that nigga a fighter

On yo pack I was higher, I need 25 lighters

Gang, laying outside yo shit them niggas pulling all nighters