GLO OR YO SOUL Zotiyac (Ft. KILL STACY)

[Intro: ZOTiYAC]
Foe nem, in the cut
Like some sardines
Ayy, bitch

[Verse 1: ZOTiYAC]
I'm smokin' on gas
He smokin' on stress
Ain't worry 'bout that
I know I'm up next
I know they up caps
They know I up Tecs
I pour up that act'
I pull out that Tec
I got some shit that I cannot flex
He don't got no clique
But say "on the set"
Flippin' these zips
And savin' these checks
She suck on my dick, then lay on my chest
Hollow the bullets
They shoot through the vest
I'm gonna pull it, when you least expect
Usually use it for you and your threat
But sometimes I just shoot 'cause a nigga upset
Empty a clip
Then I make the sunset
Catch you slippin'
You trippin', get hit in one leg
He say he want to know death
Fuckin' with me
Nigga that's the first step
Foe nem be bangin' wherever we go
Clip just be hanging forever, be low
Bitches be sayin' whatever sound good
But It's better if I can't get shit, but the throat
Little you know, I don't feel for you hoes
Reach in yo' pockets, I'm filling some holes
We're on the rose, nigga run me the dough
Either that or your life, nigga one gotta go