Fenix Flexin - ZaZa lyrics

(FBeat go crazy)
(FBeat producing all the heat)

The only reason that I broke was to
See if a nigga still got it
Yeah, I'm still poppin'
I carry steel often
You know I'm pill poppin'
My niggas real goblins
Nigga play around with me I have kill
Ay, I'm really on it
Ask about me nigga I don't
Hesitate to blow it
I got big bands in the bottom of my Louis bag
This nigga' bitch hella bad so I know he mad
I be ready for whateva 100 in the mag
Give us toe attack, nigga body in the bag
I just put her on some molly
Now she actin' bad
But you know me
I need Fiji like im mr. Krabs
Ay, where them bands, lil baby
Put that money in my hands, lil baby
Ay, I be doin' what he can't, lil baby
He a fan, not a man
Why you playin' with him
Baby
Ay, listen, nigga check it out
Shots poppin' outta P90
This shit wreckin' house
Lasеrs, chillin' on the fan
This is not a taser
Nigga try to say it's smoke
Turn him to a vapor

Nigga, I'm smokin' ZaZa
Ali in thе Baba
Bitch I got that white girl
Like I'm Lady Gaga
I got Gucci, Louis, Louis
Fendi and the Prada
Magic trick, I broke the cash, Voila
Ay, I'm smokin' Zaza
Ali in the Baba
Bitch I got that white girl
Like I'm Lady Gaga
I got Gucci, Louis, Louis
Fendi and the Prada
Magic trick, I broke the
Pockets for the cash
Voila

I don't want no Backwood
Where to grab the leaf
Hit a lil baby off the perc
Get to smackin' cheeks
(on the perc' thing)
Nigga, how you wanna play it
All these niggas really pussy
Boy I hate to say it
Ay, but you ain't ballin' on a budget nigga
If you ain't know then ask around
We really thuggin' nigga
Who the fuck do this bitch
Think she talkin to
20 bands on me in the
Club when I'm walking through
(I'm like a band-aid)
Yeah, I'm in the different tax bracket
(tax bracket)
Yeah, so I stay around from
Niggas 'cause they backstabbin'
(stay away from)
No in effect, we blitz niggas
This is not Madden
(we go blitzin')
We keep them choppas in the whip
We do not stashin'
Yeah, they know a nigga rich
Know a nigga lit
(know a nigga lit)
They know and put
'em choppers in this bitch
(dr-dr-drr)
Drums on us, we get to rockin' niggas bitch
(drums on it)
Like we out at club in Houston
Rockets in this bitch
(Ay ay)

I'm smokin' ZaZa
Ali in the Baba
Bitch I got that white girl
Like I'm Lady Gaga
I got Gucci, Louis, Louis
Fendi and the Prada
Magic trick, I broke the pocket for the cash
Voila

Nigga
Ay Ay
Bitch!
(FBeat go crazy)