Z-Ro - That's Me lyrics

[Z-Ro - That's Me lyrics]

Yeah w W W dot "eat my entire dick" dot net
That's where you can reach me, bitch look

They don't know who they fuckin' with
I gotta bust it if I up the shit
If I say I did it, then I done the shit
I say I do, but I don't love the bitch
That's me

I don't give a fuck how you feel, that's me
That ain't my soldier, that's me
Out in the field, that's me
I ain't with all the talkin'
I'm gon' get you killed, wow
1 Deep Entertainment, I can afford the bill

That hate ain't workin' on me
I am still a millionaire
I feel like I'ma get another bag right now
I feel it in the air
Foe cut my hair and I make fifty thousand
Dollars while I'm sittin' in the chair
And this shit I'm smokin', I promisе
This shit I'm smokin' is that
Shit that'll get you there
Run up on mе then you
Bad, motherfucker, I promise
I'm 'bout to slide ya
Might fuck around and go too
Hard on your bitch ass
And now I really gotta hide ya
My young niggas outta Mo City gon' put
You where can't nobody ever find ya
You lookin' for me? Bitch, I'm
Lookin' dead at you
I'm in front of you and behind ya
I got shooters over here
And shooters over there
They shootin' up everything
Meanwhile, I'm in the foreign, man
This bitch so big, i'm usin' up every lane
Wanna jack me, huh? Got a bail
On me, if you do, i'ma let it rang
Bitch, I done graduated, I
Am no longer human
Just better than everythang

They don't know who they fuckin' with
I gotta bust it if I up the shit
If I say I did it, then I done the shit
I say I do, but I don't love the bitch
That's me

I don't give a fuck how you feel, that's me
That ain't my soldier, that's me
Out in the field, that's me
I ain't with all the talkin'
I'm gon' get you killed, wow
1 Deep Entertainment, I can afford the bill

It's 3: 30 in the morning right now
But I'ma be in the gym at ten o'clock
Street Military on my chest and
Yeezys on my feet, and I will spin the block
I got regular bullets and
I got irregular bullets
I don't know what's in the Glock
I've been drinkin' since I woke up
This morning, it's almost morning again
I ain't finna stop
Shoutout to Mo City, Texas, I'm
Talkin' 'bout Big Lolita, she is finna pop
Yesterday prices are no longer yesterday
Prices, you fuckin' right, it's a lot
And I was thirsty
So I gave the bartender five hundred
Dollars just to get a shot
I ain't sleepin' on the floor no more, my
Shit big as a middle school, nigga
This is the top they be like
"Is that the yellow light at the
End of sex and shine?" And I be like
"It's a watch" and I ain't tryna scare
Nobody, please, forgive me
My extended clip is stickin' out
I'm rich already, I'm just rollin' with you
I ain't trippin' if we hit a lick or not
I don't want the pussy, I just want
You to get the paper, bitch
Is you with the shit or not?
Me, I'm really with the shit, me
I'll really get you hit
I hear you talkin' on the internet
You ain't a gangster, nigga, you a bitch
Homie, you probably just mad
'cause you broke, look
I would have given you a brick
I am the Mo City Don and
You are just a pussy
I should've hit you with the dick

They don't know who they fuckin' with
I gotta bust it if I up the shit
If I say I did it, then I done the shit
I say I do, but I don't love the bitch
That's me

I don't give a fuck how you feel, that's me
That ain't my soldier, that's me
Out in the field, that's me
I ain't with all the talkin'
I'm gon' get you killed, wow
1 Deep Entertainment, I can afford the bill

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