yung zardo - skrskrphrenia lyrics
[intro]
ayy, zardo
yuh, zardo
yuh, you know?
[verse 1]
uh, zardo terminate ya
building up rules, i violate em’
contemplating
should i let em’ go or annihilate them
f-cking hate em’
lil b-tch all on me like the diamonds on my chain
i be gucci down from the socks to the ring
if you acting funny send a shot through your brain
y’all be carbon copies all y’all b-tches sound the same
my diamonds so wet that you thought that its rain
zardo post up like the mailman with the gang
[interlude 1]
ayy, yuh
ayy, yuh
zardo, zardo, zardo
[verse 2]
hit em’ with the fifty, yuh
shoot you through your kidney, yuh
b-tch you just a hippey yuh
zardo own the city, yuh
zardo with the double cup
red like fire truck
when i bust you f-ckers better duck
fore you get shot up
share your b-tch like i’m marx
got the bape got the sharks
bad b-tch and she barks
i got ‘raris, i got cars
i got steel, i got bars
earned my stripes bought my stars
money stackin’ up so high
go from here up to mars
money add up like mathematics
rollie got old so i bought a patek
on yo block with the automatic
rub on my lamp b-tch im alladin
had to get you hit b-tch it had to happen
talk to too much sh-t so i had to cap you
shoot you in your kidney b-tch it had to rupture
you be stone dead like a f-cking sculpture
[interlude 2]
ayy, ayy
zardo, ouu
[verse 3]
gold on my t–th and it look like plaque buildup
b-tch you ain’t no baller you just a crack dealer
had 30 shots then i let some go
now i gotta go load up some more
hitting every shot you can check the score
i be cashing out you can check the stores
heat you up like a thermostat
riding round in a f-cking tank
got the bruce wayne drip you can check the bag
got the versace you can check the tag
lil b-tch told me to head to the back
booty so fat got a heart attack
call me capri sun cause i’m with the pack
sending shots like in iraq
i be flexing way too hard its a lifestyle not a habit
got them karrats on my t–th b-tch i’m a f-cking rabbit
shoot you in yo spine, you a veggie like a f-cking cabbage
if you wanna keep b-tch you should just f-cking tag her
[outro]
i be flexing way too hard its a lifestyle not a habit
got them karrats on my t–th b-tch i’m a f-cking rabbit
shoot you in yo spine, you a veggie like a f-cking cabbage
if you wanna keep b-tch you should just f-cking tag her
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