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Far Gone - Zotiyac
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Far Gone Zotiyac

Far Gone - Zotiyac
[Chorus]
Nigga, I fuck that ho, then I leave, I ain't runnin' no errands
Nigga when I got in that smoke, I just handled that shit by myself, I ain't run to my parents
Nigga think we sponsored by Jordan, my niggas'll jump man
Come through this block, we gon' air 'em

[Verse 1]
Nigga I step in this bitch, if he talkin' too crazy I make a phone call, I ain't Karen
Pull up wit' the mask like Yeat
Leave yo' ass on skates
Keep on slidin' 'til the gas on E
Got the Glock like key
Let it kick like Lee
Tryna skip a heartbeat, let it hit repeat
Had to scratch her off my schedule, the bitch type weak
I do not do no dates, this bitch low down and dirty, come suck me up like a Hi-C
Tryna fuck me outside the Hyvee
It's chess it not checkers
You step up, we hop over
When I come through, bring my Glock over
Talkin' that tough shit, get shot over
Trippin' 'bout a bitch I don't want like hot soda
I give a bad bitch the cold shoulder
Ain't even got time to fuck wit' you, I'm so focused
Sorry lil' baby I don't notice
Niggas talk shit on the net and I don't notice
Swing them sticks make 'em go home
Prepare a nigga funeral tryna find a nigga suit like I'm Frozone
It go up like the ozone if I tell foenem go slide on that boy, they gon' roll on 'em
Duckin' and dodgin' that dynamite, jumpin' up outta that stick it say, "Boom" like a cartoon
Fuck around find yo' face on a milk carton
Cut out his lights, turn this bitch to a dark room
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