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oliver twixt - zap lyrics

[intro: oliver twixt]

b-tch. f-ck this sh-t. [laughs] mhm. ugh
yo-yo-yo. ah!
ugh. yo. ain’t wanna do it but you made me!

[chorus]

z-a-p! zapping all you hoes away like (get back! get back!)
z-a-p! zapping all you hoes away like (get back! get back!)
z-a-p! zapping all you hoes away like (get back! get back!)
z-a-p! zapping all you hoes away like –
get back! get back!
get back! get back!
get back! get back!
get back! get back!
get back! get back!
get back! get back!
z-a-p! zapping all you hoes away like (get back! get back!)
z-a-p! zapping all you hoes away like –

[verse 1]

waking up to them cash apps so it’s f-ck a b-tch
tell that old scamming n-gg- keep sucking d-ck
what a sad b-tch! my slight work be they bucket list
ain’t snorting c-ke, still got a bag and i’m b-mping bricks
foot dragging f-gs d-ck riding and b-mping lips, tryna buss a lick
claiming status how you the baddest but your credit card got a stolen chip
in ya mammy name with that rented whip. sleeping in fendi on a futon
buying lipo off of groupon. in apartments with ten other b-tches
clout chasing for a couple pictures. sharing d-ck with ya fake friends
mad uh? cause i stole the show and my cream heavy with the cake man
f-ck i look like talking bout a b-tch body count with these hoe n-gg-s
preoccupied on that money line, you wanted smoke? let’s go n-gg-!

[chorus]

[verse]

how i’m half your age but my money be looking double yours!
you be pulling up short i be pulling up pushing that double door!
got the white magic shot! wrist is on block call me young dumbledore!
only notes you seeing is them evictions up on your rented door!
fire d-ck tenderoni with the good top
you a bottom n-gg- f-cking for the good top
high brow looking down from the top box
monster be the rock, call my watch brock
biggest bands, what a jamboree
break a leg cause you’ll never stand next to me
tell a b-tch cool down, you a fan to me
daddy ‘d’ going ghost where the phantoms be
they can never hold a candle when compared to me
i’m a devil with metal so who daring me
i’m the big bey, you’ll never farrah me
i’m the bane of these n-gg-s insecurities!
doing fake clown sh-t never been my style
a weak mind n-gg- never been my st–z
getting high like goapele in my swisher
i keep a butch dyk- strapped for you weak -ss n-gg-s

[outro]

y’all thought i was getting my hands dirty?
i can’t wipe blood and count money at the same time
[laughs] ah!

- oliver twixt lyrics

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