[Chorus]
(Tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms) I, I-I love you
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Yeah)
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Arms)
Bo-boy, is not that hard, just popped two fuckin' bars
She said, "You a star," lil Zen I’m high on Mars (Yeah)
Bi-bitch, I'm geeked behind this wheel, don't hop in this car
Oh, you want some war? (War) We can give you war
I just hit the bank, finna hit some stores
[Verse]
They like, "Zen, oh my God, what you got in store?" (Yeah)
I just slid up on your bih’, 'cause I was fuckin' bored (Pfft)
Nigga, get your bands up, 'cause you fuckin' poor (Poor)
Ayy, bitch, get on your knees, she pray to fuckin' Lord (Yeah)
Young Zen, I'm the GOAT, bitch, I'm your fuckin’ Lord (Lord)
I just blew that fuckin’ bag, lil' bitch, yeah, I need more (More)
Ayy, bitch, she wanna know Zen, what my fuckin’ lore?
I done fucked that bitch so good, I'm 'boutta fuckin' soar (Soar)
Bitch, she got me fuckеd up like a fuckin’ chore (Chore)
Ayy, bands in my cеll, I ain't goin' door to door
I just called my twin up, he got sticks galore
Had to cut that bitch off, she wanted somethin' more (More)
[Chorus]
(Tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms)
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Yeah)
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Arms)
Bo-boy, is not that hard, just popped two fuckin' bars
She said, "You a star," lil Zen I'm high on Mars (Yeah)
Bi-bitch, I'm geeked behind this wheel, don't hop in this car
Oh, you want some war? (War) We can give you war
I just hit the bank, finna hit some stores (Yeah)
(Tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms) I, I-I love you
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Yeah)
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Arms)
Bo-boy, is not that hard, just popped two fuckin' bars
She said, "You a star," lil Zen I’m high on Mars (Yeah)
Bi-bitch, I'm geeked behind this wheel, don't hop in this car
Oh, you want some war? (War) We can give you war
I just hit the bank, finna hit some stores
[Verse]
They like, "Zen, oh my God, what you got in store?" (Yeah)
I just slid up on your bih’, 'cause I was fuckin' bored (Pfft)
Nigga, get your bands up, 'cause you fuckin' poor (Poor)
Ayy, bitch, get on your knees, she pray to fuckin' Lord (Yeah)
Young Zen, I'm the GOAT, bitch, I'm your fuckin’ Lord (Lord)
I just blew that fuckin’ bag, lil' bitch, yeah, I need more (More)
Ayy, bitch, she wanna know Zen, what my fuckin’ lore?
I done fucked that bitch so good, I'm 'boutta fuckin' soar (Soar)
Bitch, she got me fuckеd up like a fuckin’ chore (Chore)
Ayy, bands in my cеll, I ain't goin' door to door
I just called my twin up, he got sticks galore
Had to cut that bitch off, she wanted somethin' more (More)
[Chorus]
(Tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms)
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Yeah)
Ta-tats on my arm, bitch, come in my arms (Arms)
Bo-boy, is not that hard, just popped two fuckin' bars
She said, "You a star," lil Zen I'm high on Mars (Yeah)
Bi-bitch, I'm geeked behind this wheel, don't hop in this car
Oh, you want some war? (War) We can give you war
I just hit the bank, finna hit some stores (Yeah)
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