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daboii – zach & cody lyrics

[intro: lil’ bean]
mac on the track so you know that it’s slapping
twin glocks zach and cody
b-tch you know my song but you don’t know me
twenty and it’s on me
talking to, pull up shooter gang like it’s

[verse 1: daboii]
left his blood on my hand, that’s a knuckle sandwich
i put a perc in my cup, i’m like f-ck a xanax
i got scars that can’t heal, i’m like f-ck a bandage
if i get down i’m snaking n-ggas, i’m so f-cking scandalous
strictly only brothers like i’m tryna knock my cousin off
get you smacked for sh-t you didn’t do, b-tch that’s your brother fault
never heard me complain about no l, n-gga i brush ’em off
i’m tryna hit a opper off the road but this ain’t bumper cars
i smoke cookie, i smoke runts, i chief on ozzy by the pound
don’t do no smazz, don’t pop no molly or sniff none, that’s not my style
don’t want no leg shot, no chest shot or his arm, i want his scalp
don’t f-ck with no snakes, n-gga no pigs, n-gga no rats and no mouse
i got her busting back to back when i d-ck her down
and i already had you b-tch i want your sister now
twin glockianas n-ggas running when i whip ’em out
get to busting with ’em both, flip his whip around
b-tch

[chorus: lil’ bean]
twin glocks zach and cody
yeah, b-tch you know my song you don’t know me
off the bench and still put up dub like gin0bili
b-tch i’m still that n-gga, i’m gon’ be balling when i’m forty n-gga
all this ice on me please, i don’t gotta freeze
sound like money when i talk, i speak guapanese
lord already showed me that i’m blessed, i don’t gotta sneeze
no i ain’t a k!ller but don’t push, then i gotta squeeze

[verse 2: lil’ bean]
lil’ n-gga, i’m big homey
yeah, baby like to ride it with her pony
i just paid a band for these kicks and it’s on me
n-ggas talking ’til we pull up, shooter gang like it’s kony n-gga
in the sted i d-mn near crashed, tryna do the dash
told that b-tch i need it all, she still give you half
n-gga ‘gram flexing with his load, let’s go get his stash
for me to sign it gotta be some sh-t that i ain’t never had
young n-gga, real boss, don’t care what it’s costing
me and my b-tch just left saks, they see us there often
i done turned in this tape, they left ’em with caution
i call zay he don’t talk, he just like the auction
everything on me cost, this ain’t cheap attire
brodie shirt might be wrinkled but he keep his iron
g23, call him dragon he keep breathing fire
if they ain’t heard no lil’ bean, turn they speakers higher

- daboii lyrics

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