Z4 Music
I'm too focused for this broke shit
Dope too potent, fah all this smoking
Folks quit rapping, you ain't on shit
I'm just laughing
You won't poke shit
Hanging out the roof of that Z4 bitch
I wan tote shit
I wan blow shit
If I catch yo ass then you gon fold bitch
I ain't gon miss
That's yo soul bitch
All this glow fucking up my vision
I can't see these niggas they some bitches
I can not kick it, I ain't friendly
If you don't want tension don't come near me (DON'T COME CLOSE BITCH)
Need a Benz Sprinter wit like 6 seats
Me and love cutting up in twin jeeps
Niggas tough till I'm in they city
They know beefing with them council niggas; risky
You don't wan't beef you won't tempt me
You won't slide on me you won't hit me
When we
In yo
Vicinity
Nigga please, you ain't on shit wit me
I'm sticking a bitch of my enemies
Dick up in her throat she like "nigga SHEESH"
Gave her opp dick now she feeling me (do it)
Drop that top bitch like my ceiling be (doing)
I'm too focused for this broke shit
Dope too potent, fah all this smoking
Folks quit rapping, you ain't on shit
I'm just laughing
You won't poke shit
Hanging out the roof of that Z4 bitch
I wan tote shit
I wan blow shit
If I catch yo ass then you gon fold bitch
I ain't gon miss
That's yo soul bitch
Dope too potent, fah all this smoking
Folks quit rapping, you ain't on shit
I'm just laughing
You won't poke shit
Hanging out the roof of that Z4 bitch
I wan tote shit
I wan blow shit
If I catch yo ass then you gon fold bitch
I ain't gon miss
That's yo soul bitch
All this glow fucking up my vision
I can't see these niggas they some bitches
I can not kick it, I ain't friendly
If you don't want tension don't come near me (DON'T COME CLOSE BITCH)
Need a Benz Sprinter wit like 6 seats
Me and love cutting up in twin jeeps
Niggas tough till I'm in they city
They know beefing with them council niggas; risky
You don't wan't beef you won't tempt me
You won't slide on me you won't hit me
When we
In yo
Vicinity
Nigga please, you ain't on shit wit me
I'm sticking a bitch of my enemies
Dick up in her throat she like "nigga SHEESH"
Gave her opp dick now she feeling me (do it)
Drop that top bitch like my ceiling be (doing)
I'm too focused for this broke shit
Dope too potent, fah all this smoking
Folks quit rapping, you ain't on shit
I'm just laughing
You won't poke shit
Hanging out the roof of that Z4 bitch
I wan tote shit
I wan blow shit
If I catch yo ass then you gon fold bitch
I ain't gon miss
That's yo soul bitch
Credits
Writer(s): 0, Brandon Banner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.