ZAZA Lyrics

I'm smoking designer and I got designer all on me

Shit on my waist it get hot like some coffee

Nigga don't play if he play then we off em

How much you flex I be doing this often

I block these hoes all the time

I ain't wasting no money ain't wasting no time

When I roll up the dope everything feeling fine

If you try to run off you get hit from behind

She blow my mind and she won't leave a drip drip

I be with staccs and my brody the big crip

I touch a pack and that shit do a heel flip

She wanna fuck hit her off something real quick

Smoking designer and dior my high top shoes

No lacking me and bro got two tools

No slacking grinding like I'm tony hawk

Black BM I'm in the coupe me and bro

She love me but I don't know her like that

First link I had her throwing it back

No drinks baby I smoke out the pack

Big 30z you know we moving like that

You know what cheddar breed

Brody said it bring jealousy

So we moving different

Niggas might tell on me

Gave my doggy some pedigree

So he moving vicious

I got a lot guap so we smoke on a lot of ops

Or we smoking on zaza

Hit from the back and she calling me papa

Geeked up can't fall in love wit a baba

Compact near me not with the ra ra

Bout her balency you shopping at zara

We hit his block made it hot like Sahara

Balling like melo now I need a Lala

I never switch on my mans tho

Left you for me cuss you don't got no bands tho

And my big brother still trap out the bando

And my lil bro pulling off wit the scams tho

I grip a 30 I'm feeling like Rambo

Spilling the wock tryna dig in the lambo

Straight off the top like a mufucking fan tho

And we gon spin when nobody was looking

Bro in the kitchen but nothing was cooking

I serve me a J and he told me good looking

Hop out the car when they saw me they shooking

If he got a bag I tell broski to book em

We bout to blitz

Blues in my pocket like lilo and stitch

Niggas tryna be tough im just tryna get rich

Niggas hating on me tell em eat up a dick bitch

Look I'm with my slime like I'm Vado uh

I got this za from Nevada uh

We pop out ain't never a problem

If it's a problem 40 gone solve it uh

Bitches be lying but my money true

You don't got the bag then I can't fuck with you

She off the honey like winney the Pooh

I'm upping this Glock and I'm robbing ya crew

Hoes on my dick but I cut off a few

I have a daughter I'm naming her blu

Broke in the glocky cause it was too new

Had the bread for the 4 but I hopped in the coupe

She throwing bz told bro she was ru

Hit up ya block and you ain't have a clue

Back in the day used to trap in the school

Yea I ran it up now I pay all my dues

B gang a loose screw

Still with the same gang can't fuck wit new dudes

Netflix and what ? Bitch I'm putting on YouTube

Hit from the back got her screaming like oh oh

Cut off that girl cause she fuck with the voodoo

Bro on the block moving bricks like he lulu

If we break up change the pass on the hulu

I hit her once and I pass her to juju

Wait I got them bands on me

Lil bitch can't keep her hands off me

She eat the dick for her fans only

Run up on me and I'm clutching that damn 40

She link me we pull a all-nighter

Bro whatever you do Nigga don't wife her

Thought her pussy was good I just don't like it

And this 40 smoke niggas I dont fight ya

I got a stick in the car we never bait but I keep me a rod

I just been stacking im never gone starve

Brody nem throwing some bullets like farve