ZOTiYAC - SELF DESTRUCTIVE lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - SELF DESTRUCTIVE lyrics]
Dont take me for a fuckin joke
I won't hesitate to get you poked
Bones and yo face get fuckin broke
The dice i been rollin on my soul
Alright never take another l
I go through the trial and error myself
Dont need a bio dont care bout myself
I could take you to my home
But you'd be in hell!
Self destructive ima son of a bitch
Well constructed i could show you a brick
Failed enough if i dont come up real quick
Then im turnin' these pussy
Ass niggas to piss
Death to pigs and all the rest of that shit
Flexin big until we run in yo crib
Set the lick and tell em kill all who present
As my birthday present you dead is a gift
What? you niggas think you can show me
Fuck, no these niggas aint the homies
Strut in this bitch the choppa on me
I dont really talk cuz the 40 speak for me
Show me somethin if you really about it
Bitch i doubt it give a fuck if you clouted
I rerouted now im wylin im stylin'
I grip the pistol like a stylus and fireeeee
Ha, all this talk got me tired
Ha, all this wet got me wired
Ha, ima shark im tryna slaughter i bla!
Give yo man a tee from underwater!
Ha, maybe i could be a martyr
Yuh, you could label me a author
Yuh, they come hoppin out them chargers and i
Be washing ten like my name was carver
Yuh, niggas be talkin a lot
Yuh, i dont give a fuck what they tellin me
Yuh, u might just catch u a shot
Yuh, and i might just catch me a felony
Aye, metal poppin on yo face
Aye, pistol grippin til it break
Self destructive, one son of a bitch!
I won't hesitate to get you poked
Bones and yo face get fuckin broke
The dice i been rollin on my soul
Alright never take another l
I go through the trial and error myself
Dont need a bio dont care bout myself
I could take you to my home
But you'd be in hell!
Self destructive ima son of a bitch
Well constructed i could show you a brick
Failed enough if i dont come up real quick
Then im turnin' these pussy
Ass niggas to piss
Death to pigs and all the rest of that shit
Flexin big until we run in yo crib
Set the lick and tell em kill all who present
As my birthday present you dead is a gift
What? you niggas think you can show me
Fuck, no these niggas aint the homies
Strut in this bitch the choppa on me
I dont really talk cuz the 40 speak for me
Show me somethin if you really about it
Bitch i doubt it give a fuck if you clouted
I rerouted now im wylin im stylin'
I grip the pistol like a stylus and fireeeee
Ha, all this talk got me tired
Ha, all this wet got me wired
Ha, ima shark im tryna slaughter i bla!
Give yo man a tee from underwater!
Ha, maybe i could be a martyr
Yuh, you could label me a author
Yuh, they come hoppin out them chargers and i
Be washing ten like my name was carver
Yuh, niggas be talkin a lot
Yuh, i dont give a fuck what they tellin me
Yuh, u might just catch u a shot
Yuh, and i might just catch me a felony
Aye, metal poppin on yo face
Aye, pistol grippin til it break
Self destructive, one son of a bitch!