Zootzie - right Now lyrics
[Zootzie - right Now lyrics]
Slowsilver03 good morning, Zootzie
You don’t want beef
I keep the big sticks on me
You wanna blick to his head
Gon’ walk up, it’s tragic, go do do do ah
You’re in contrition right now
I wanna blow these rounds
And you covered in holes, you know, right now
Bitch, we really keep them sticks in the back
Bitch, I keep the stick on me, like
What kind?
Two clips on me, yeah, I watch you go
Can’t try me, I’m way too lit
Keep that Glock on me
We ain’t tryna be discreet, no
Punk ass jit, swear you gon’ fidget yo’ feet
Y you gon’ get poked
Tryna get back but you suck
When I’m with crew then I give ‘em my song
And you drop a song but that shit is a bust
And I’m with them shooters
Sound like I’m in love
And if you walk my shooters
Gon’ bust at your face
Swear my niggas really gon’ hurt him
Wе could put you in a casket yup, cracked it
Beforе we get your mans and trash him
He talkin’ crazy, you know we can’t have it
I don’t got time out my mind
He’s gettin’ owned and we try to get gone
We fin’ put these guns on your mouth
Ain’t nobody out here there but him right now
You don’t want beef
I keep the big sticks on me
You wanna blick to his head
Gon’ walk up, it’s tragic, go do do do ah
You’re in contrition right now
I wanna blow these rounds
And you covered in holes, you know
Slowsilver03 good morning, Zootzie
Yes you don’t want beef
I keep the big sticks on me
You wanna blick to his head
Gon’ walk up, it’s tragic, go do do do ah
You’re in contrition right now
I wanna blow these rounds
And you covered in holes, you know, right now
You don’t want beef
I keep the big sticks on me
You wanna blick to his head
Gon’ walk up, it’s tragic, go do do do ah
You’re in contrition right now
I wanna blow these rounds
And you covered in holes, you know, right now
Bitch, we really keep them sticks in the back
Bitch, I keep the stick on me, like
What kind?
Two clips on me, yeah, I watch you go
Can’t try me, I’m way too lit
Keep that Glock on me
We ain’t tryna be discreet, no
Punk ass jit, swear you gon’ fidget yo’ feet
Y you gon’ get poked
Tryna get back but you suck
When I’m with crew then I give ‘em my song
And you drop a song but that shit is a bust
And I’m with them shooters
Sound like I’m in love
And if you walk my shooters
Gon’ bust at your face
Swear my niggas really gon’ hurt him
Wе could put you in a casket yup, cracked it
Beforе we get your mans and trash him
He talkin’ crazy, you know we can’t have it
I don’t got time out my mind
He’s gettin’ owned and we try to get gone
We fin’ put these guns on your mouth
Ain’t nobody out here there but him right now
You don’t want beef
I keep the big sticks on me
You wanna blick to his head
Gon’ walk up, it’s tragic, go do do do ah
You’re in contrition right now
I wanna blow these rounds
And you covered in holes, you know
Slowsilver03 good morning, Zootzie
Yes you don’t want beef
I keep the big sticks on me
You wanna blick to his head
Gon’ walk up, it’s tragic, go do do do ah
You’re in contrition right now
I wanna blow these rounds
And you covered in holes, you know, right now