No Kizzy ft. EMG Thump Lyrics

When I'm in my zone, I leave these niggas shook

If you wanna show, then call my phone to book

We go back to back, ain't no cap up in my rap

It ain't nothin' but the facts, so what's that, finna bring it back

I'm with EMG, on the low, he pushin' packs

And he with the strap, you step up, knock off your cap

Most of these niggas just wack, posted in here with the pack

Runnin' around with a sack, servin' niggas to the stacks, yeah

Swervin', I'm never gonna last, like Irving, go off of the glass

Get off me, you got no class, I just been pullin' up, gettin' that ass

On all of the bitches, I had to go back

And all of my niggas, we gotta get sacks, gotta get that

We in first, all of these niggas, they just get cursed

I just be spittin' like all of these verses

They get murked, this shit a curse

I'm in a circle with all of my niggas

We just be gettin' out of the chicken

Countin' up all of the figures, countin' up all of the digits

We on a mission, yeah, we came out of them trenches

We had to get it, backin' it up, then we be shippin' it out

Niggas be givin' me doubt, I don't be givin' em clout

I just be layin' up down, I do this shit for my town

My nigga, what are you bout

When I'm in my zone, I leave these niggas shook

If you wanna show, then call my phone to book

We go back to back, ain't no cap up in my rap

It ain't nothin' but the facts, so what's that, finna bring it back

Finna bring it back

If we spinnin', we gon' double back

Bitches give me neck, told her bend it over, beat the back

I do not react to all the fake shit

I could take a bitch to a vacation

Matter of fact, I told the bitch I'm trappin' out the basement

I was a young crazy nigga put my ass in placement

He thought he was hard, so we had to go erase him

Rollin' up Jamaican, bitch, I just be blazin

I got two whips, I saw it in they parked adjacent

One is black and one of them bitches is just Caucasian

I cannot believe these niggas know that I'm amazing

Yeah, bitch, you know that I'm amazing

Told the bitch to go ahead and go and hit the store

And bring some swishas back while I was just

While I was just pourin' up a four with the bros

Bitch, I'm up in Houston with the Post

Clutchin' on extensions, got the mopstick from my bro

I ain't finna pass it fuck assisting

I don't need assistance, I was fuckin' your cousin mother and then your sister

I ain't never kiss her You keep tryin' to diss me, I'ma pull up with the missile

And your ass go missin' nigga

Fuck it, fa fa fa

I'm gon' clear the block

I treat bitches like they ain't shit, She just a thot