6ix9ine, Dalyb, Famous Dex, Schlosser - Zeta Zero 0.5 lyrics

Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.

[6ix9ine, Dalyb, Famous Dex, Schlosser - Zeta Zero 0.5 lyrics]

Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that
Yeah, you know we gon'
Bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go
(Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Haha)
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR
Chainsaw fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that (This nigga)
Yeah, you know we gon'
Bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go
(Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR
Chainsaw

Lil' bitch, boy
You know you ain't with that (Lil' bitch)
Boy, you know you ain't 'bout that (A-whoa)
I ain't with the chit-chat (Nah)
Send my shooters where your house at
(You what?)
Boy, you a lil' pack rat, wait, ooh
(A-whoa, a-Dexter)
6ix9ine with me so it's homicide (He what?)
All my shooters, yeah, they down to ride
Your diamonds fake, I ain't lying
Fucking lil' bitch, put my dick in her spine
She whine, I feed her coke, doing line
(What?)
Run to the money, you know it's mine
(Dexter)
Wait, fuck nigga better run (A-what?)
Beam on that chop, fifty right on the drum
Huh shoot that lil' boy for fun, huh (I do)
Diamonds, they shine like the sun, huh
That lil' boy not my son, huh
Run, huh, a-run, Dexter

Fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that
Yeah, you know we gon'
Bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go
(Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go (Haha)
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR
Chainsaw fuck nigga, better run!
Yeah, you know we gon' up that (This nigga)
Yeah, you know we gon'
Bust that fucking pole!
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Yeah, you know we gon' dump that
Niggas running, I ain't even go
(Whoa, hold up, what?)
Niggas running, I ain't even go
I ain't know he was a trackstar, AR
Chainsaw

6ix9ine, what's up, brozay?

Same day, different shit, yeah
Same bed, different bitch, yeah
Riding 'round with them sticks, yeah
MAC's, TEC's, and a clip, yeah
Heard he move like a bitch, yeah
Ran off with his shit, yeah
Nina with me, I'm a pimp, yeah
Finger fuck, she gon' spit

FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket
(They looking for that what?) They
Looking for the rocket, uh!
Harlem niggas snitching, toting guns
Ain't never pop it schlosser came down with
The motherfucking rocket! (Schlosser)

Všade kam prídem
(O oh) na mňa štekajú haf haf (Haf)
Lebo na večierky chodím v teplákoch
A v mikine RAF RAF
Každá rad radom je do Haha, baf baf
Dex Dex, Tekashi, haha Crew pozri sa mama
Yeah pálim blunt za bluntom, pokým
Nepália ma pery, hey
Chodím vyhadzovať smeti v
Mojich papučiach Fendi, hey
Vchádzam do klubu, do tmy
V okuliaroch, ako slepý, hey
Každý sa ma pýta, či vidím, vravím hej
Lebo svietime (Lebo svietime, yeah)

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