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GSR - Zotiyac
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GSR Zotiyac

GSR - Zotiyac
[Intro]
OB THIS JUNT HIT
I don't know how I want that in the beginning

[Verse 1]
Ayy, blocka
Foenem put 'em on fah-fah
We ain't finna play with no tough guy
Lil' nigga be talkin' that rah-rah
Hit 'em in the head, pray to Allah
Hit a trick, make the body go tie-dye
We playin' that shit when we drive-by
Somebody T-shirt gettin' tie-dyed
Sit by, somebody gettin' high-fived
Somebody grandson gettin' stretched out (Stretched out)
Clock struck midnight then we crept out
Shoot 'em up, ain't nobody gettin' left out (Brrt)
In the trap for too long, gotta step out (Step)
All smoke in the air like a meth house
Say she love me, but Yac, you the best out
I be fuckin' my bitch like I'm fresh out
I'm smokin' on gas 'til I'm burnt out
I be doing the dash tryna burn out
I don't fuck with nobody, I learned now
Cut 'em off, give a fuck how it turned out
Cut 'em off, give a fuck how it turned out
Take a loss nigga, go put the sherm out
Niggas do want the smoke 'til they burnt out
That boy dead, what the fuck is you turnt 'bout?
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