Zoom!

Hey
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Hey
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Hey
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Feel like I'm on mars cuz I be smokin' out the window
Codeine got me sleepy I can't walk I gotta tip toe
It ain't even sunny patek shining watch them diamonds glow
Wockhardt got me trippin text the plug I get it for the low
In love wit the bread went to the bank I had to cash out
Drinking too much codeine man I feel like imma blackout
I been gettin' money pockets full I got my racks out
Homie gotta choppa he gon' shoot it till he spaz out

Hop inside the whip we boutta' zoom
You know I keep an Uzi on my side you better move
You know I'm on the come up they be watching like recruits
That bitch she drive my whip you know she really love the view
I be spazzing out when I be up inside the booth
Bitch get off my dick she bouncing like a kangaroo
Rock out wit my choppa fuck you and your homie too
I stay wit my money count it up it look like blue

Shootin' that glock yea we never miss
Pour me a 4 yea my sprite it gon fizz
He steady capping we take off his lid
He talkin down he get rolled in a spliff
Stay wit this choppa know we never lack
Rocking the Rick kno I spent me some racks
Pull out a band when I walk up in Saks
We rollin' up and we swerve in Hellcat

Headshot, damaging on his brain
Red dot, you know we takin' aim
Dead opp, we gon' shoot him like Dame
Jackpot, you know we making' bank
Toting them glocks, yea you know I got aim
I ain't never switch on the team for some fame
Say he want smoke light him up like a flame
They tryna be me imma stay in my lane

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Hey, oh
Yeah, hey
Yeah, hey
Yeah, hey
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Credits
Writer(s): Adriano Dimuccio
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