MARZI
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah (Yeah)
Ay!
Two bad bitches wanna hop in the coop
Gotta pick one 'cause the seat fit two
Six by two she can't fit in the group
She wearing blue with a real red crew
I done pulled up in a Benz-oh
My room full of Kylies and Kendalls
She throwin' the ball end the game though
I catch when I enter the end zone
Said Marcy and Zi finna do it like that
She shakin' her cake 'cause her ass real fat
Constipated, don't give no crap
I'm going too hardy, but my name's not Matt
We do it again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again
We do it again, and again, and again
I'm fucking your bitch then I'm fucking her friend
My dick in her mouth I might give her a cavity
Spit in the wheel like I need some Jeopardy
I'm undefeated (Ahem, hol' up)
She getting hot when she's standing next to me
Like it when she call me papa
She fit it then she says tada
Want me a bitch with no drama
She foreign, she only takes dragma (Dragma)
Can't take me home to your mama
But I fill you up like a Poptart
I'm flipping bricks to the cop car
I got finesse like I'm Kaka
Foie gras
This ain't a pushback
Met her on Muzmatch
She know where she put that
I cannot look back
Give me the zoog bag
I got a choppa right there in my book bag
Codein, sprite
Feel alive
Five we live
Pick my side
I don't need a ride
Ladi-da
Say goodbye
Took my time
She said that she cannot fit it, I kill it
Make her sing like Killy before I spray on tiddies
I'm with it, don't see it
I live when I go give it
Her ass got me like "Oh my god"
She white as fuck, she's gleamin'
I just fucked that white bitch, now she getting in her feelings (Dude. "I can't even")
Hello?
Ladies and gentlemen, we got him
Young Zi
Yeah, whoa
All these pretty bitches in my party
I done put her ass up in a 'rari
So much money on me, Abu Dhabi
I might hit up bitches on that molly
She getting too wet, I'm like "lob me"
She finna give that sloppy, uh
She finna give me that top, uh yeah
Rollies, I got it on me
Shinin' so hard I can't see
She like when I'm rockin' bling
I cannot see, I don't blink
Think, think, thinking of me
She like to think about me
Covered in blue, I don't bleed
Greens but I don't have a seed
Hungry, I'm starving (Yeah)
Treat me like Harvey (Yeah)
'Tude like a Harley (Right)
Life, gon' ride this (Yeah)
Ken and then Barbie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah (Yeah)
Ay!
Two bad bitches wanna hop in the coop
Gotta pick one 'cause the seat fit two
Six by two she can't fit in the group
She wearing blue with a real red crew
I done pulled up in a Benz-oh
My room full of Kylies and Kendalls
She throwin' the ball end the game though
I catch when I enter the end zone
Said Marcy and Zi finna do it like that
She shakin' her cake 'cause her ass real fat
Constipated, don't give no crap
I'm going too hardy, but my name's not Matt
We do it again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again
We do it again, and again, and again
I'm fucking your bitch then I'm fucking her friend
My dick in her mouth I might give her a cavity
Spit in the wheel like I need some Jeopardy
I'm undefeated (Ahem, hol' up)
She getting hot when she's standing next to me
Like it when she call me papa
She fit it then she says tada
Want me a bitch with no drama
She foreign, she only takes dragma (Dragma)
Can't take me home to your mama
But I fill you up like a Poptart
I'm flipping bricks to the cop car
I got finesse like I'm Kaka
Foie gras
This ain't a pushback
Met her on Muzmatch
She know where she put that
I cannot look back
Give me the zoog bag
I got a choppa right there in my book bag
Codein, sprite
Feel alive
Five we live
Pick my side
I don't need a ride
Ladi-da
Say goodbye
Took my time
She said that she cannot fit it, I kill it
Make her sing like Killy before I spray on tiddies
I'm with it, don't see it
I live when I go give it
Her ass got me like "Oh my god"
She white as fuck, she's gleamin'
I just fucked that white bitch, now she getting in her feelings (Dude. "I can't even")
Hello?
Ladies and gentlemen, we got him
Young Zi
Yeah, whoa
All these pretty bitches in my party
I done put her ass up in a 'rari
So much money on me, Abu Dhabi
I might hit up bitches on that molly
She getting too wet, I'm like "lob me"
She finna give that sloppy, uh
She finna give me that top, uh yeah
Rollies, I got it on me
Shinin' so hard I can't see
She like when I'm rockin' bling
I cannot see, I don't blink
Think, think, thinking of me
She like to think about me
Covered in blue, I don't bleed
Greens but I don't have a seed
Hungry, I'm starving (Yeah)
Treat me like Harvey (Yeah)
'Tude like a Harley (Right)
Life, gon' ride this (Yeah)
Ken and then Barbie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Ziad Ahmed
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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