Joey Trap - ZAZI lyrics
[Joey Trap - ZAZI lyrics]
Ay, Skinny buggin'
Lit about a half a pound, we smokin' zazi
Servin' fentanyl
This turn you to a lifeless body
Way I'm getting all these riches
Bitch I feel like Roddy
Someone grab the shotty, me and skinny
I be riding with that pistol
While I count my money
Stay protected from these pussy niggas
That be actin' funny
Make it rain up on my bitches
'til this shit get sunny
Shawty smarter than a bitch
But damn her head really go dummy
Fuck I look like being
Sad about some Thotiana?
Shoot, we racing in the 'Rari
Bitch I'm really right behind ya
I put bread up on my team
But I'm the one survivor
How my niggas switch up on me quick
Man I can't trust a liar
Uh, ay diamond: 30 bands
Went and got a chain with your lil' money
Bitch I'm buyin' land
I be on the beach in Costa
Rica chillin' on the sand
Reason I don't need no poker face
Is you can't see my hands
Ay, make them bitches fold
Trappin' out departments with the bricks and
Y'all done went a told
How y'all niggas snitching in the city? Boy
This shit get cold
Fuck it by the time police up on us
Work already sold shit, the ATMs is changing
Systems we already scammed
Might as well go grab your father's
Mother 'cause we sellin' grams
How you watching everything I do
Man all you niggas fans
Bitch, I feel just like a German
Shepherd way we swervin' lambs
Make them shoulders work
Fish scale dancin' on the Yola
Make the boulders twerk
Bitch ass thick as fuck around
An make a soldier flirt
Sip codeine and fuck around and
Make the soda purp'
How you say you trap and never sold no zazi?
Lookin' for the 3
I got but 2 and then we cop some molly
Bitch is on her knees
She want a choo I told her that's a body
Want to work for free but I don't front
I told them niggas "Sorry"
Ballin' on the beat and me
And Skinny really the scotty ah
Mother fuck ay, mother fuck, yuh
Ay, call me Mr hova
Lit about a half a pound, we smokin' zazi
Servin' fentanyl
This turn you to a lifeless body
Way I'm getting all these riches
Bitch I feel like Roddy
Someone grab the shotty, me and skinny
I be riding with that pistol
While I count my money
Stay protected from these pussy niggas
That be actin' funny
Make it rain up on my bitches
'til this shit get sunny
Shawty smarter than a bitch
But damn her head really go dummy
Fuck I look like being
Sad about some Thotiana?
Shoot, we racing in the 'Rari
Bitch I'm really right behind ya
I put bread up on my team
But I'm the one survivor
How my niggas switch up on me quick
Man I can't trust a liar
Uh, ay diamond: 30 bands
Went and got a chain with your lil' money
Bitch I'm buyin' land
I be on the beach in Costa
Rica chillin' on the sand
Reason I don't need no poker face
Is you can't see my hands
Ay, make them bitches fold
Trappin' out departments with the bricks and
Y'all done went a told
How y'all niggas snitching in the city? Boy
This shit get cold
Fuck it by the time police up on us
Work already sold shit, the ATMs is changing
Systems we already scammed
Might as well go grab your father's
Mother 'cause we sellin' grams
How you watching everything I do
Man all you niggas fans
Bitch, I feel just like a German
Shepherd way we swervin' lambs
Make them shoulders work
Fish scale dancin' on the Yola
Make the boulders twerk
Bitch ass thick as fuck around
An make a soldier flirt
Sip codeine and fuck around and
Make the soda purp'
How you say you trap and never sold no zazi?
Lookin' for the 3
I got but 2 and then we cop some molly
Bitch is on her knees
She want a choo I told her that's a body
Want to work for free but I don't front
I told them niggas "Sorry"
Ballin' on the beat and me
And Skinny really the scotty ah
Mother fuck ay, mother fuck, yuh
Ay, call me Mr hova