OG ZaZa

You might see me in the club smoking zaza
Yeah, wit the OG's
Gottah stay gassed up, we ain't never on E
Yeah my gun tucked, middle fingers up to the police

Can't wait to get the gang matching rollies
Controlling this shit, won't let it control me
You might see me in the club smoking zaza
Yeah wit the OG's

Gotta run the shit up, get them big bucks
I want it now no slow speed
I'm going im blowing don't hit my line when im touring
Yellow just drop i'm pouring it yea

Last night I dreamed I was rich
Got the working in a morning yeah
Ask ez do he need more weed b4 the show start
They see they friends we heal both hearts

Lababy this i8 this ain't no go-kart
I hit the gas it go room yea we got em loving the tunes
Smell like zaza in my cologne yeah
I be with myself blowing on strong

Ian finna roll up but she wanna hit the bone yea
Ian doing no more showing off in public
Could've went to college honors every subject
Yeah the chopper kicking it be Russian

Could've been a scammer but i'm hustlin
This is promethazine this is ain't no tucson
Pull up wit that bum bum bum that percussion
My brother could give me that hoe won't touch it

She say she liking the money I love it
You might see me in the club smoking zaza
Wit the OG's
Gottah stay gassed up we ain't never on E

Yeah my gun tucked, middle fingers up to the police
Can't wait to get the gang matching rollies
Controlling this shit, won't let it control me
You might see me in the club smoking zaza

Yeah wit the OG's
Gotta run the shit up, get them big bucks
I want it now no slow speed
Im going im blowing, don't hit my line when im touring

Yellow just drop i'm pouring it yea
Last night i dreamed I was rich
Got the working in a morning yeah



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Writer(s): John Lee Pettaway Iv
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