CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Zoot Interlude
Yo
Lil Zoot
I be like
Yo
Yo
Yo
Yo
B*t*h I’ve already blown up (Blah)
I’m waiting for you to catch up (Catch up)
If you really want beef b*t*h
I can serve w it w ketchup
Say that I’m too much to handle (Handle)
If you choose me it’s a gamble (Gamble)
I might rob you like sample
Make an example
Shots at the party, Rambo
But I don’t run outta Ammo, b*t*h (Ammo)
We don’t hide, move in camo yeah
B*t*h I rap and I got wrap on the lambo
And then I play witcho like a b*t*h piano
Back to Tehran, That is where I cannot go
I wanna a Veyron, a Murcielago
Another a pound, so I can let go
Another round, to kill my ego
I know my words can very lethal
Where I'm from rap is illegal
Foot on the gas, ain’t looking back
Prayin' to god that I don’t losе the grip
Got a bad b*t*h
She call me daddy, shе see the drip
She want my lip on her nip
She wanna suck on my tip
She wanna trip, and she wanna strip
Hung over, never sober uh
Rollin roller in my Range Rover uh
Tell that b*t*h to come over uh
Smoking jet fuel, breaking all the rules
Until I decide it’s over uh
B*t*h I grew up in the city
Where no body feel Pity
I was slaved by government when you was listening to Diddy
I was listening to gun shots when you was listening to fifty
Can't f**k witchu you if you needy
Can’t f**k witchu if you greedy
So get the f**k outta my face b*t*h cause tonight I’m suckin' t**ties
Cause tonight I’m suckin' on t**ties
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them
I Respect OG’s, y’all disgrace them
I make mistakes, I erase them
Y’all hop on waves, I create them
Make my homies rich, y’all betray them
I’m In my zone like BHM
Y’all stay off beat, no BPM
I stay on track like GPS
I sip on pint's like CVS
I’m rated G like PBS
Gas 10 a G for the Phineas
Shine bright, like VVS
The world in my hand like the DS
Talking Nintendo, idiots
So tedious
I’m smokin' extendo
My b*t*h like Chanel tho
Yo b*t*h look so hideous
That explain why you so furious
I’m too fast, you delirious
Life a joke, why you so serious
You can find me where the money is
Give a f**k about yo sorry mess
Like sorry miss
When you hear this put it on repeat
I feel like KID Acid, I can’t be beat
Teach you a lesson, take a seat
Count yo blessings', f**k defeat
Being rich is mentality ho, stop stressin'
Just consider that Maybe
Maybe it’s not that deep
I feel numb, cause I feel pain
I feel dumb, and I feel lame
I feel like I’m going insane
I feel like shooting my brain
But I know I gotta keep pushin'
I’m ready to fall, no cushion
Tell me who the f**k you think you shushin'
What is Failure
An illusion
B*t*h
Lil Zoot
I be like
Yo
Yo
Yo
Yo
B*t*h I’ve already blown up (Blah)
I’m waiting for you to catch up (Catch up)
If you really want beef b*t*h
I can serve w it w ketchup
Say that I’m too much to handle (Handle)
If you choose me it’s a gamble (Gamble)
I might rob you like sample
Make an example
Shots at the party, Rambo
But I don’t run outta Ammo, b*t*h (Ammo)
We don’t hide, move in camo yeah
B*t*h I rap and I got wrap on the lambo
And then I play witcho like a b*t*h piano
Back to Tehran, That is where I cannot go
I wanna a Veyron, a Murcielago
Another a pound, so I can let go
Another round, to kill my ego
I know my words can very lethal
Where I'm from rap is illegal
Foot on the gas, ain’t looking back
Prayin' to god that I don’t losе the grip
Got a bad b*t*h
She call me daddy, shе see the drip
She want my lip on her nip
She wanna suck on my tip
She wanna trip, and she wanna strip
Hung over, never sober uh
Rollin roller in my Range Rover uh
Tell that b*t*h to come over uh
Smoking jet fuel, breaking all the rules
Until I decide it’s over uh
B*t*h I grew up in the city
Where no body feel Pity
I was slaved by government when you was listening to Diddy
I was listening to gun shots when you was listening to fifty
Can't f**k witchu you if you needy
Can’t f**k witchu if you greedy
So get the f**k outta my face b*t*h cause tonight I’m suckin' t**ties
Cause tonight I’m suckin' on t**ties
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them
I Respect OG’s, y’all disgrace them
I make mistakes, I erase them
Y’all hop on waves, I create them
Make my homies rich, y’all betray them
I’m In my zone like BHM
Y’all stay off beat, no BPM
I stay on track like GPS
I sip on pint's like CVS
I’m rated G like PBS
Gas 10 a G for the Phineas
Shine bright, like VVS
The world in my hand like the DS
Talking Nintendo, idiots
So tedious
I’m smokin' extendo
My b*t*h like Chanel tho
Yo b*t*h look so hideous
That explain why you so furious
I’m too fast, you delirious
Life a joke, why you so serious
You can find me where the money is
Give a f**k about yo sorry mess
Like sorry miss
When you hear this put it on repeat
I feel like KID Acid, I can’t be beat
Teach you a lesson, take a seat
Count yo blessings', f**k defeat
Being rich is mentality ho, stop stressin'
Just consider that Maybe
Maybe it’s not that deep
I feel numb, cause I feel pain
I feel dumb, and I feel lame
I feel like I’m going insane
I feel like shooting my brain
But I know I gotta keep pushin'
I’m ready to fall, no cushion
Tell me who the f**k you think you shushin'
What is Failure
An illusion
B*t*h
