Zay the Slayer

"Hey, hold up bitch I'm in the studio right now
I'll call you back in a second"
Come in my laya, trap beat slaya
Dont call for yo mama cus she can not save ya
New style everyday it's like peeling back layers
I be wild everyday, I be fuckin up this paper
Come in my laya, trap beat slaya
Dont call for yo mama cus she can not save ya
New style everyday it's like peeling back layers
I be wild everyday, I be fuckin up this paper
Uhh
I be fuckin up this paper
Won't catch no nigga cheatin
Cuh cuh I'm his fuckin savior
Wont catch no nigga cheatin
Cuh cuh I'm the fuckin playa
If you tell him where I be
You a motherfuckin hater
Uhh
Is it cold in this bitch is it me
All this ice on my wrist let it freeze
I'm catchin a flight, I dont like the breeze
I leave by the night, I move as I please
I turn this shit up a thousand degrees
I take all yo niggas
I call dat a seize
I take all dey money
Like give me dat cheese
Uhh
Money in the trunk
Cus bitch I'm the bank
I cant even drive, my ass in a range
You shot yo shot
But this out yo range
Uhh
He flashin his money
Oh that little change?
You bitches not weird
You bitches is strange
Don't text my number
You bitches is lame (HA)
Come in my laya, trap beat slaya
Dont call for yo mama cus she can not save ya
New style everyday it's like peeling back layers
I be wild everyday, I be fuckin up this paper
Come in my laya, trap beat slaya
Dont call for yo mama cus she can not save ya
New style everyday it's like peeling back layers
I be wild everyday, I be fuckin up this (hold up)
Come in my laya, trap beat slaya
Dont call for yo mama cus she can not save ya
New style everyday it's like peeling back layers
I be wild everyday, I be fuckin up this paper
Come in my laya, trap beat slaya
Dont call for yo mama cus she can not save ya
New style everyday it's like peeling back layers
I be wild everyday, I be fuckin up this paper



Credits
Writer(s): Kat Clark, Zay Bankroll
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