Area 75 (feat. ZeroTheGod)

Issa Jefe Beat

I got money on my mind
You got money on yo head, bitch
Niggas trying to slide, I told them folks go break a leg bitch
Hop up out that whip, I can't stand shit
Let them bullets fly, them niggas run, them folks gon vanquish
That nigga be looking, that nigga don't know me
In the trap all we had was fried bologna
Choppa sing like Tony Toni Tone (Tone)
Glock got a blue beam, like it's Sony (Sony)

Yeah I walk in the stu and I get this bitch loaded
This bitch in the back, tell her shut up keep rollin'
She keep talkin', tell her roll up or smoke it
She playin' games, bitch must want a token
She playin' games, bitch must want a prize
This not a trap, this an enterprise
This bitch thick, yeah she super-sized
Nigga slide on my side, nigga must want to die
Zero break out the psycho ward
Ya it's cold in the hood, got the Glock in the Long John's
This my bread want a slice like Papa John
Imma give them the sauce, it's a little dijon
I'm good out the hood, don't need to check-in
Fucking on this bitch and her best friend she a lesbian
Got a Debo bitch, like Queen Latifah
Got a unc out the hood, smoke crack and reefer (Hmmm)
One hit of the za, folks gon have a seizure
I can tell that you fraud, dumb nigga I see it
Nigga don't want no smoke
Nigga don't want no smoke, I see it
I'm in the club with a pole (Pole)
I'm in the club with a pole, they see it

I love when the Friday land on the first of the month (Oooh)
Fiends lining up, bitch I'm doubling up (Oooh)
They pick up the crumbs right fresh out the rug
These niggas will dive, if a drop a dub (Dub)
I'm like high-five, folks show me love (Five)
Nigga, wassup
Skip nigga, dive, nigga, watch them duck
Got it from the street, got it from the mud
Snakes in the grass I see it
I stomp on they necks, I'm diggin them up
I slide on an opp nigga like what (Vroom)
Bitch sneaky link, yeah she a slut
Woke up, tell them boys check the news
Them nigga crash out, they don't know what to do
How the fuck you walk around, you the dumbest in the crew (Hmmm)
Better pick yo ass up and get back to the move (Back to the move)
Niggas ain't really one love, I see it
Niggas ain't really no thug, I see it
This bitch be showing fake love, I see it (I see it)
You be with the opps in the club, I see it (Oooh)
Fake money on the gram, I see it
Try to cop from my mans, I see it
Nigga want a front again, I see it
No I can't shake ya hand, I see it



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Writer(s): Jeffrey Redd, Kendall Burris
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