ZOTiYAC - Ether lyrics

[ZOTiYAC - Ether lyrics]

Spinnin' yo block in dat creeper
Walk down holdin' that stick like a reaper
We in da jeep lookin' for tweakers
Ain't tryna sell no more features
Look at my hip where I'm reachin'
That's a Glock 26 that ain't no beeper
Have my young niggas come eat ya
Nigga want beef think he Nas, he get Ether

I get that work
Yeah I'm pushin' that grade A
Don't fuck wit 12, I pull up wit a AK
Chopsticks, beat up the body like reggae
Phone chirp, I get the work off like vacay
Bitch I got shooters shootin' like Boston
Bought a new Glock it look awesome
Blow out the opps, keep walkin'
I get the work so the cops keep stalking
Money keep callin' but I ran up the work
'cause I re-up too often
Big M-16 in the closet
You can catch 3 16s like Austin
You got the pack, Imma take that like Diddy
Who got the gas, take it all
Leave you shitty
I got a flight takin' off to your city
Touchdown with inside of packs, and get busy
Get hit in yo knees and yo
Legs if you runnin' off
Got hella body parts fallin' off
I need the check, I ain't callin' off
Big drum, hot shit, make that boy somersault
Smokin' on inside of Runtz got me dizzy
And we ain't doin' no fronts
So don't hit me
Choppa got kick like a punt do you get me
Choppa got kick that bitch come wit a fifty

Totin' that wop, totin' that Uzi
You hold the strap, you look goofy
I got a Mac with the cooler
20 in that, turn yo block to Jacuzzi
Turn that boy into a smoothie
Fuckin' wit me, turn yo life to a movie
I sippin on red and you sippin' or riddlin'
Stick hit yo head, that bitch riddlin'

It ain't no tell what I
Do for them Benjamins
40 suplex you just like Shelton Benjamin
Then go to court and plead innocent
Niggas be bitches niggas just deepthroat
I put a thirty-round under the evo
You catch me pullin' some
Shit out the peacoat
I got a big gun and a big ego
Walk in the club and I'm fresh off a payday
I'm throwin' dubs on them
Bitches like Dae dae i'm in the kitchen
Fuck 'round and get fillet
Heard your lil bitch want fuck but I delay
Her nigga think he a psycho
We whack that boy and run off like a cycle
We rock that boy now we up like the Eiffel
These niggas runnin' behind me like Michael

Smoke a punk like a front
Like some runts like a blunt
Light yo ass up like a wood
Put yo ass out when I'm done
Nigga get in where you fit in
Make you fit inside the trunk
Throw a fit, I hit yo fit
And know that shit slam like a dunk
Came with that trunk

Spinnin' yo block in dat creeper
Walk down holdin' that stick like a reaper
We in da jeep lookin' for tweakers
Ain't tryna sell no more features
Look at my hip where I'm reachin'
That's a Glock 26 that ain't no beeper
Have my young niggas come eat ya
Nigga want beef think he Nas, he get Ether

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