Zack and Cody

I ain't fucking with you niggas like I'm Tommy Hilfiger
I'm a old nigga balling like I'm Andre Miller
I got bitches many flavor, chocolate and vanilla
You copped the little hotel, I copped the whole villa
I got bitches waiting in the lobby like some Uber Eats
Rick James, slide on a bitch, I'm a super freak
How flexing in your raps? In real like you super weak
Told the bitch come over right now, Cause your Uber cheap
BRRR, she hit my line like this a Motorola
I iced the bitch she give the broke niggas cold shoulders
She a classy bitch, champagne or the calm mimosa
I told her cut the classy shit and fucked her on the damn sofa
Shoot like 2K, Im just waiting for the green light
She like what the fuck is that? Cause she never seen a pink Sprite
Took a honey pack, beat her back til I see sunlight
I ain't tryna link a second time, I just need one night
I'm lifting on your bitch, that's my gym regimen
She flipping on the dick, I swear she do gymnastics
Imma judge a bitch like my last name Mathis
All in shawty guts while I'm fucking up her lashes
Just copped some drip that came out before I was born
Gotta keep it on my side even when I perform
If nigga try me at the show, Imma shoot like Jason Bourne
I keep heavy metal on me, I ain't Playing Korn
I got a thick bitch fuck her missionary
I can climb the bitch, you know them heights ain't scary
She sing my name like canary
Ballin on 'em like I'm Larry
Passed her to the brodie, that's a Hail Mary
Just went to my op funeral
To make sure that he dead for real
Monkey nuts, caught his ass slipping like banana peels
I'll make him bow like a sensei, he feel the steel
Invest 100k in myself, I ain't need a deal
Fucking on your housewife, hope you know that hoe desperate
She cooking up some mac and cheese, and we watching yo Netflix
Taught everything she know like in a damn professor
She got the sauce and she got the brains
She pass the damn semester
Real ass bitch huh? But her boobs ain't
Shake the ground when I ride pass, I got a new tank
Check just cleared, now I'm Milly Rocking to the bank
Seen her cross the club, I'm like shawty what you drink?
(Look,Look)
Bitch I'm colder than a February
Ya bitch, we pass around like hot potato
Ya flow, hot garbage bout to throw tomatoes
Carlito move like mobster, I give ultimatums
Them 8ths cost me 80 bucks,they better put me in a coma
Fuck college damn, I barely got my high school Diploma
Thousand dollar cup, baby girl this exotic soda
Pull up with some niggas to your crib, like we with Jehovah
I been coaching niggas like I'm Erik Spolstra
I ain't gotta coach the bitch, she ride it like she supposed to
If I catch my bitch cheating, she gon bathe with a toaster
Put a bitch in line and make her march like a soldier

NO PRESSURE



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Writer(s): Carl Francis Jr
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