ZOTiYAC - 20K Freestyle lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - 20K Freestyle lyrics]
Aye
Zodiac killer, smoke a nigga to the filters
Speak with no filter, I post all my pictures
No filters
You won't see the face of my killers
You niggas don't hang with no drillers
You get moe guns
It gon' get you more realer
Niggas just act with the stick like bestilla
Run in yo' shit
And then leave with yo' scriller
I'm finna tuck some shit off in my luggage
That even a metal detector can't fuck with
Land in yo' city
Strapped up like it's nothing
Kids on her titties
That bitch you been lovin'
The Glizzy on like 50
Acting nutty then I'm bustin'
You brother finna die
Put your buddy right above him
Niggas always lyin' 'bout the
Bitches they be fuckin'
And these bitches always
Lying 'bout something, bitch
Money don't make me, I make money
Puttin' yo hand out
You won't get shit from me
That nigga stand up this shit gon' get funny
Holes in his shirt
Now that nigga lil' bummy
In yo' bitch head like that hoe was a dummy
Pull up with a biscuit
It don't come with honey
Bitch, I got bread and it
Don't come with onions got one extra leg
But this shit ain't for runnin'
Few extra arms on the bitches for dumpin'
If he try to start it
Then he gon' get something
He go retarded, One nigga I'm dumpin'
Foenick with the cannon
Lil' nigga I'm drummin'
Foenem walk up on yo'
Whip like they bummin'
Fuck that lil' change
Bitch I only want hundreds
Stone cold stunna', the way I be stuntin'
The scope on my shit
The white folks think I'm hunting
That boy don't want it
The shit you can't stomach
He be on the ground tryna pick up his stomach
Fresh bullet wound
So I'm stickin' my thumb in
Alone in the room
Did you just lost yo' woman?
Walkin' a room
And I make that bitch runnin'
She know how I'm coming
That bitch always cumming
Can't keep with no bitch
Now that bitches get punnin'
Shootin' shit up, we pull up to the function
Smokin' on gas in the motherfucking alley
I'm in a vague, But I got this from Cali
Wipa move pounds, and he down in the hills
I told my niggas Zak to pull up in that Audi
On paraphernalia I spend like a thou'y
Don't get no fucks if this
Gup 'til I'm drowsy
You wanna up, Come run up, I ain't duckin'
A bag on yo' head, Go in that hoe
Discussion no situation, I'm going through
Public, All disrespect
Don't come with repercussions
They call me the reaper whenever I'm
Tuckin', Soon as he reach
He gon' see ninas bustin'
I call my heater the arm in the oven
I'm finna cook some shit up
And then serve it
Look at the wave you've been surfin' on
Nigga, If I see the jecks
Then I'm swervin' on niggas
Zodiac killer, smoke a nigga to the filters
Speak with no filter, I post all my pictures
No filters
You won't see the face of my killers
You niggas don't hang with no drillers
You get moe guns
It gon' get you more realer
Niggas just act with the stick like bestilla
Run in yo' shit
And then leave with yo' scriller
I'm finna tuck some shit off in my luggage
That even a metal detector can't fuck with
Land in yo' city
Strapped up like it's nothing
Kids on her titties
That bitch you been lovin'
The Glizzy on like 50
Acting nutty then I'm bustin'
You brother finna die
Put your buddy right above him
Niggas always lyin' 'bout the
Bitches they be fuckin'
And these bitches always
Lying 'bout something, bitch
Money don't make me, I make money
Puttin' yo hand out
You won't get shit from me
That nigga stand up this shit gon' get funny
Holes in his shirt
Now that nigga lil' bummy
In yo' bitch head like that hoe was a dummy
Pull up with a biscuit
It don't come with honey
Bitch, I got bread and it
Don't come with onions got one extra leg
But this shit ain't for runnin'
Few extra arms on the bitches for dumpin'
If he try to start it
Then he gon' get something
He go retarded, One nigga I'm dumpin'
Foenick with the cannon
Lil' nigga I'm drummin'
Foenem walk up on yo'
Whip like they bummin'
Fuck that lil' change
Bitch I only want hundreds
Stone cold stunna', the way I be stuntin'
The scope on my shit
The white folks think I'm hunting
That boy don't want it
The shit you can't stomach
He be on the ground tryna pick up his stomach
Fresh bullet wound
So I'm stickin' my thumb in
Alone in the room
Did you just lost yo' woman?
Walkin' a room
And I make that bitch runnin'
She know how I'm coming
That bitch always cumming
Can't keep with no bitch
Now that bitches get punnin'
Shootin' shit up, we pull up to the function
Smokin' on gas in the motherfucking alley
I'm in a vague, But I got this from Cali
Wipa move pounds, and he down in the hills
I told my niggas Zak to pull up in that Audi
On paraphernalia I spend like a thou'y
Don't get no fucks if this
Gup 'til I'm drowsy
You wanna up, Come run up, I ain't duckin'
A bag on yo' head, Go in that hoe
Discussion no situation, I'm going through
Public, All disrespect
Don't come with repercussions
They call me the reaper whenever I'm
Tuckin', Soon as he reach
He gon' see ninas bustin'
I call my heater the arm in the oven
I'm finna cook some shit up
And then serve it
Look at the wave you've been surfin' on
Nigga, If I see the jecks
Then I'm swervin' on niggas