[Chorus: Zuzie]
It's okay, daddy, you know we gone make it
Hit the plug, cop the 30s I'ma take 6
Got my heart, promise you won’t ever break it
We so close, I swear I can fuckin' taste it
I got issues, but you know that I’ma fix it
Hit the road, to my city that’s a day trip
Do a show, that’s a quickie that’s a made lick
Yeah she rap, she do coke and she gone take dick
[Verse 1: Zuzie]
So many sons and we can’t even have no baby
What the fuck, don’t they know I'm fucking crazy
On my own, built this shit nobody made me
I was getting money ‘fore nobody played me
[Verse 2: Shane Clay]
I still listen to that playlist
All the drugs we were taking
Did our feelings even make sense?
It’s okay baby you ain’t gotta say shit
AR with the star, 'bout to spray shit
Donkey Kong X tab got me wasted
See your pearly gates, DMT facelift
He ain’t really him he just wanna take shit
I could smell a rat these feds building cases
Don’t act tough, I can tell, you is basic
I don’t miss these bullets hit, I just got lasik
I’m abroad, moving weight, fuck probation
I’ma stack it take my girl on vacation
You talking way too much, save the conversation
Keep your girl away from me her ass outrageous
Pop 2 pills and lean on ice, I can hardly even breathe
Shoot like 3, pistols, rifles, clips on me
I earned these stripes, you was just fiend
I can’t be lacking racks on me
America’s next top model, fiending for the yay-ay-ay
Spin around the block like I was a baybla-ade
Looking over my shoulder paranoid every day-ay
I ain’t ever really had shit that’s why I’m bout to be pai-aid
Every single drug that I move you know that shit gra-a-a-de
It's okay, daddy, you know we gone make it
Hit the plug, cop the 30s I'ma take 6
Got my heart, promise you won’t ever break it
We so close, I swear I can fuckin' taste it
I got issues, but you know that I’ma fix it
Hit the road, to my city that’s a day trip
Do a show, that’s a quickie that’s a made lick
Yeah she rap, she do coke and she gone take dick
[Verse 1: Zuzie]
So many sons and we can’t even have no baby
What the fuck, don’t they know I'm fucking crazy
On my own, built this shit nobody made me
I was getting money ‘fore nobody played me
[Verse 2: Shane Clay]
I still listen to that playlist
All the drugs we were taking
Did our feelings even make sense?
It’s okay baby you ain’t gotta say shit
AR with the star, 'bout to spray shit
Donkey Kong X tab got me wasted
See your pearly gates, DMT facelift
He ain’t really him he just wanna take shit
I could smell a rat these feds building cases
Don’t act tough, I can tell, you is basic
I don’t miss these bullets hit, I just got lasik
I’m abroad, moving weight, fuck probation
I’ma stack it take my girl on vacation
You talking way too much, save the conversation
Keep your girl away from me her ass outrageous
Pop 2 pills and lean on ice, I can hardly even breathe
Shoot like 3, pistols, rifles, clips on me
I earned these stripes, you was just fiend
I can’t be lacking racks on me
America’s next top model, fiending for the yay-ay-ay
Spin around the block like I was a baybla-ade
Looking over my shoulder paranoid every day-ay
I ain’t ever really had shit that’s why I’m bout to be pai-aid
Every single drug that I move you know that shit gra-a-a-de
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