ZOTiYAC - CPR lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - CPR lyrics]
Uh, uh that's how I'm feeling
Like, UH
I know you niggas is nervous
I'm in the cut, I'm emergent
My gut disgusting, keep burping
Just to keep yo shit together, need turbans
Swerving that like it's emergent
We looking for you like a purpose
I do a hit, let you bitch to the surgeon
I been the shit since niggas was jerking
Totin them clips in suburbans
We really have stolen whips, so we skrrting
Bitch getting honey, no burboun
She get it sucked like it's customer service
I give a fuck if you clutching a burner
I let this bitch hit like Tina Turner
19 Glock but we might need a chopstick
Testing the gang
Then we might need to learn ya
I get the ups, imma put you up under
Get you one, and let everybody wonder
Let you die I'll relay message to mama
Swear to god I ain't stretchin' your honor
That hoe fuck for me yo hoe bust for me
Lil foes tuck 40 fuck a love story
Slob or knock? Not a watch
Swinging like the Padawan
All black, coffin drop
Shit look like a Otter Box slob or knock?
Not a watch swinging like the Padawan
All black, coffin drop
Shit look like a Otter Box
AR, pistol, this not a chop
Clip roll out like autobots
And this shit fit inside my box
This baby cut, it ain't got no stock
That be the extar under motherfucker
Let it blow through the next car
And yo hoe swallow the hose cuz it hit hard
I got the Ruger, the 22SR
Watch how I'm fucking that bitch
Cuz the bed loud foreign hoe
And she need me like a green card
I'm finna slide in that hoe, VCR
Bitch can't breathe, in her mouth, CPR
Like, UH
I know you niggas is nervous
I'm in the cut, I'm emergent
My gut disgusting, keep burping
Just to keep yo shit together, need turbans
Swerving that like it's emergent
We looking for you like a purpose
I do a hit, let you bitch to the surgeon
I been the shit since niggas was jerking
Totin them clips in suburbans
We really have stolen whips, so we skrrting
Bitch getting honey, no burboun
She get it sucked like it's customer service
I give a fuck if you clutching a burner
I let this bitch hit like Tina Turner
19 Glock but we might need a chopstick
Testing the gang
Then we might need to learn ya
I get the ups, imma put you up under
Get you one, and let everybody wonder
Let you die I'll relay message to mama
Swear to god I ain't stretchin' your honor
That hoe fuck for me yo hoe bust for me
Lil foes tuck 40 fuck a love story
Slob or knock? Not a watch
Swinging like the Padawan
All black, coffin drop
Shit look like a Otter Box slob or knock?
Not a watch swinging like the Padawan
All black, coffin drop
Shit look like a Otter Box
AR, pistol, this not a chop
Clip roll out like autobots
And this shit fit inside my box
This baby cut, it ain't got no stock
That be the extar under motherfucker
Let it blow through the next car
And yo hoe swallow the hose cuz it hit hard
I got the Ruger, the 22SR
Watch how I'm fucking that bitch
Cuz the bed loud foreign hoe
And she need me like a green card
I'm finna slide in that hoe, VCR
Bitch can't breathe, in her mouth, CPR