Marinate Zack Fox

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[Intro]
Ooh, ooh (Let it marinate, ooh)
Ooh, ooh
Goddamn (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, my God (Let it marinate, ooh)
Ugh-ugh, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Hol' on baby, I know you, I know you wanna twerk but um (Let it marinate, ooh)
Yeah, I got a gun in my shorts and um (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it could be— It could get dangerous (Let it marinate, ooh)
(Blaccmass)
(BNYX)

[Verse 1]
Hol' on baby, yeah, I know you tryna twerk somethin'
But I got the .40 in my shorts, you might hurt somethin'
I'ma bust a move just as soon as the work come
Had three bitches on my roster, I burnt one
All my niggas ugly, yeah, we all need some work done
Fucking up, hell nah, we ain't learn none
Got a lil' money, still the same fucking person
Rob a bitch and use thе same money that I stole to gеt her hair done
We be in the cut like a tampon
Back in high school, I rolled blunts on the Scantron
Fresh inside, fresh paintjob
Slap a nigga teeth out his mouth like some AirPods
Quit talking to me
I don't use sidewalks, bitch, I walk in the streets
I like nasty hoes trapping all they farts in the sheets
Her coochie hairy; I be getting hella knots in my teeth
(Yeah) This a fuck-nigga anthem
I was on the playground tryna smoke a Camel
You was on the playground snitching—you a Randal
We gon' stomp you out like Mufasa getting trampled
I done slept on every nigga couch in East Atlanta
Now, I could buy everybody house in East Atlanta
Your bitch illiterate—she say "Chanel" like "Channel"
She want a Birkin bag, I bought that bitch a Yankee Candle