CPR Zotiyac

[Intro]
Uhh-uhh
That's how I'm feeling, like uhh

[Verse 1]
I know you niggas is nervous
I'm in the cut, I'm emerging
My gut disgusting, keep burping
Just to keep yo' shit together, need turbans
Swerving that like it's emergent
We looking for you like a purpose
I do a hit, let you bitch to the surgeon
I been the shit since niggas was jerking
Totin' them clips in suburbans
We really have stolen whips, so we skrrting
Bitch getting honey, no burboun
She get it sucked like it's customer service
I give a fuck if you clutching a burner
I let this bitch hit like Tina Turner
19 Glock, but we might need a chopstick
Testing the gang, then we might need to learn ya
I get the ups, I'ma put you up under
Get you one and let everybody wonder
Let you die, I'll relay message to mama
Swear to god, I ain't stretchin' your honor
That ho fuck for me
Yo' ho bust for me
Lil' foes tuck forty
Fuck a love story