Lil Zay Osama - Humble lyrics
Lil Zay Osama [Isaiah Dukes] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Zay Osama - Humble lyrics]
Ayy, ayy gang, gang, gang, gang
Foenem know how the fuck I'm rockin'
Gang, gang, gang, gang
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Slide in the Scats and Tracks
They homie died, they ain't get back
I be with too many killers and drillers
My homie die, we gon' get back
Niggas ain't chargin' me three
K for strikers
They know I be payin' a stack
You better play with them goofies or you be
The goofy that died for tryna tax (Bitch)
Foenem been masked up
Way before shiesties and way
Before COVID masks
I don't give a fuck if that's
My cousin, he with them niggas
We gon' backdoor his ass
Foеnem took down a nigga
He got smoked actin' likе he on foenem ass
Niggas be claimin' hoods in jail, call home
They don't even know his ass
I like thick bitches
We fucked everybody hoes
Really put that dick in 'em
We took everybody poles and
They ain't do shit, nigga
He ain't no opp but he was around
When he got hit when foenem bent, nigga
(Uh, uh)
He say he ain't goin' but he went, nigga
I know a nigga that beat
Quadruple bodies, shout out Drench, nigga
Foenem knew his car so he
Can't hide behind that tint, nigga
Playin' like he that nigga from his
Hood knowin' he a bitch, nigga
(Uh) ayy, lil' bro 'nem in competition
They go body-for-body
Let's see who get the most
Scores on the opposition
And Rico crashed the Scat
Pack after the shootout
Lil' folk's hot-ass season
Soon as twelve say, "Look, Lil Zay
Did somethin'" I'm in Cabo fishin', gang
(Bitch) e
Slide in the Scats and Tracks
They homie died, they ain't get back
I be with too many killers and drillers
My homie die, we gon' get back
Niggas ain't chargin' me three
K for strikers
They know I be payin' a stack
You better play with them goofies or you be
The goofy that died for tryna tax (Bitch)
Foenem been masked up
Way before shiesties and way
Before COVID masks
I don't give a fuck if that's
My cousin, he with them niggas
We gon' backdoor his ass
Foenem took down a nigga
He got smoked actin' like he on foenem ass
Niggas be claimin' hoods in jail, call home
They don't even know his ass
Foenem know how the fuck I'm rockin'
Gang, gang, gang, gang
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Slide in the Scats and Tracks
They homie died, they ain't get back
I be with too many killers and drillers
My homie die, we gon' get back
Niggas ain't chargin' me three
K for strikers
They know I be payin' a stack
You better play with them goofies or you be
The goofy that died for tryna tax (Bitch)
Foenem been masked up
Way before shiesties and way
Before COVID masks
I don't give a fuck if that's
My cousin, he with them niggas
We gon' backdoor his ass
Foеnem took down a nigga
He got smoked actin' likе he on foenem ass
Niggas be claimin' hoods in jail, call home
They don't even know his ass
I like thick bitches
We fucked everybody hoes
Really put that dick in 'em
We took everybody poles and
They ain't do shit, nigga
He ain't no opp but he was around
When he got hit when foenem bent, nigga
(Uh, uh)
He say he ain't goin' but he went, nigga
I know a nigga that beat
Quadruple bodies, shout out Drench, nigga
Foenem knew his car so he
Can't hide behind that tint, nigga
Playin' like he that nigga from his
Hood knowin' he a bitch, nigga
(Uh) ayy, lil' bro 'nem in competition
They go body-for-body
Let's see who get the most
Scores on the opposition
And Rico crashed the Scat
Pack after the shootout
Lil' folk's hot-ass season
Soon as twelve say, "Look, Lil Zay
Did somethin'" I'm in Cabo fishin', gang
(Bitch) e
Slide in the Scats and Tracks
They homie died, they ain't get back
I be with too many killers and drillers
My homie die, we gon' get back
Niggas ain't chargin' me three
K for strikers
They know I be payin' a stack
You better play with them goofies or you be
The goofy that died for tryna tax (Bitch)
Foenem been masked up
Way before shiesties and way
Before COVID masks
I don't give a fuck if that's
My cousin, he with them niggas
We gon' backdoor his ass
Foenem took down a nigga
He got smoked actin' like he on foenem ass
Niggas be claimin' hoods in jail, call home
They don't even know his ass