In The Zone Futuristic (Ft. Collins., Devvon Terrell & J. Robb The Chief)

[Chorus: Devvon Terrell]
We feeling good, we feeling right
Do eastside go harder than southside, you fucking right
You know that we go hard
Down from the Bronx, to the cars, to the bars
If you just like me, lemme, lemme, hear
Everybody here, please just scream out
I'm in the zone, I'm in the zone, yeah
I'm in the zone, I'm in the zone, yeah
I'm in the zone, I'm in the zone, yeah
I'm in the zone, I'm in the zone, yeah

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yo, yo, I'm in the zone, like two three
Hot flow, like a jet in a jacuzzi
Who's he? That's a dumb question, it's that nigga Futuristic
Kicking it with all the bitches, like Bruce Lee
Shiting on a young groupie, stomping on them with my two feet
Rapper's raps go, brapt, like Uzi
Don't Snoop baby, I'm a Dogg
Fugis, then watch out for two G's, yeah, I got a few feet
Bottle of Ciroc, diamonds for the cool team
Blue jeans, with a shoe string, niggas ball like hoop teams, oh we
Groupies, all these niggas getting mad, get a two piece
He gon' need some new teeth
Probably sue Nicki for the wood so she screw me
Cross-faded acting all goofy, 'bout to stop at QT
Bout to bop a QT, Only god can judge me and he looking like Judy
Ah, bitch