Vezze.Weakasf
I was having a lil talk with my nigga Raz
He told me about them hoes
Them bitches he done smashed
If you're not making money can't be in the trap
Watch how I doodoo on you nigga
Call me mister pat
I want them extra hours nigga
Run me up my checks
Boy you not getting paper
Can't be in my set
Wanna leave the fucking hood
Live my life the best
Tryna move to long bay like my nigga Vezze
Way before you love someone else
Nigga love yourself
I be smoking vegetables I got a good health
On the high way running hundreds
I be pushing gas
Talk shit about my niggas
Ima break your neck
Got my nigga speaking creole but he TI
Whipping Teana got a Fuga in my garage
Windows tinted when I'm sliding
You can't see shit
Stepping on business speaking money
We're not the same
If you don't want me I don't want you
I ain't forcing shit
If we chating bout no money
We can't conversate
I'm selling green I'm selling trees
I'm taking real estate
Im smoking vegs I'm smoking gas
I don't fucking vape
I'm thinking planting up some trees
Like my nigga Steve
Been thinking bout plantation only
Cuz all I smoke is trees
If you ain't calling bout no money
Homie don't bother
I'll make this stick do magic
Call me Harry Potter
I was having a lil talk with my nigga Raz
He told me about them hoes
Them bitches he done smashed
If you're not making money can't be in the trap
Watch how I doodoo on you nigga
Call me mister pat
I want them extra hours nigga
Run me up my checks
Boy you not getting paper
Can't be in my set
Wanna leave the fucking hood
Live my life the best
Tryna move to long bay like my nigga Vezze
Way before you love someone else
Nigga love yourself
I be smoking vegetables I got a good health
On the high way running hundreds
I be pushing gas
Talk shit about my niggas
Ima break your neck
I really be smoking up shit
I feel like chief keef
Me and the zombies in the whip
Nap frappe keef keef
Screaming who the fuck want smoke
Lil Dior serving beef
Got a foreign speaking creole
I'm the biggest Zee
Got them shottas flowing with me
But I ain't NLE
I told them Zoe's to chop his head
And burn his house please
Crew full of grave diggers
No you can't rest in peace
These niggas pussies
Not gonna slide but posting rest in peace
I swear to God they cap a lot
But they not polo G
If your mans killer still alive
Then he can't rest in peace
If your mans killer still alive
You can't post rest in peace
She wast no time and dropped her drawls
Cause I'm a fucking fucking freak
He told me about them hoes
Them bitches he done smashed
If you're not making money can't be in the trap
Watch how I doodoo on you nigga
Call me mister pat
I want them extra hours nigga
Run me up my checks
Boy you not getting paper
Can't be in my set
Wanna leave the fucking hood
Live my life the best
Tryna move to long bay like my nigga Vezze
Way before you love someone else
Nigga love yourself
I be smoking vegetables I got a good health
On the high way running hundreds
I be pushing gas
Talk shit about my niggas
Ima break your neck
Got my nigga speaking creole but he TI
Whipping Teana got a Fuga in my garage
Windows tinted when I'm sliding
You can't see shit
Stepping on business speaking money
We're not the same
If you don't want me I don't want you
I ain't forcing shit
If we chating bout no money
We can't conversate
I'm selling green I'm selling trees
I'm taking real estate
Im smoking vegs I'm smoking gas
I don't fucking vape
I'm thinking planting up some trees
Like my nigga Steve
Been thinking bout plantation only
Cuz all I smoke is trees
If you ain't calling bout no money
Homie don't bother
I'll make this stick do magic
Call me Harry Potter
I was having a lil talk with my nigga Raz
He told me about them hoes
Them bitches he done smashed
If you're not making money can't be in the trap
Watch how I doodoo on you nigga
Call me mister pat
I want them extra hours nigga
Run me up my checks
Boy you not getting paper
Can't be in my set
Wanna leave the fucking hood
Live my life the best
Tryna move to long bay like my nigga Vezze
Way before you love someone else
Nigga love yourself
I be smoking vegetables I got a good health
On the high way running hundreds
I be pushing gas
Talk shit about my niggas
Ima break your neck
I really be smoking up shit
I feel like chief keef
Me and the zombies in the whip
Nap frappe keef keef
Screaming who the fuck want smoke
Lil Dior serving beef
Got a foreign speaking creole
I'm the biggest Zee
Got them shottas flowing with me
But I ain't NLE
I told them Zoe's to chop his head
And burn his house please
Crew full of grave diggers
No you can't rest in peace
These niggas pussies
Not gonna slide but posting rest in peace
I swear to God they cap a lot
But they not polo G
If your mans killer still alive
Then he can't rest in peace
If your mans killer still alive
You can't post rest in peace
She wast no time and dropped her drawls
Cause I'm a fucking fucking freak
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