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z (of firing squad) - 112z lyrics

[intro: z]
i grab that motherf+cker
this is what i do all day
i don’t just talk about the sh+t but i’m f+cking they homies
you know
let’s go

[hook: z]
4+4+4+4 14s and the 28s (and these 28s)
and the 56 (56)
then the 112 (and the 112z)
get this paper quick
112z get this paper quick (x4)
14s and the 28s
28s and the 56 (56)
56 then the 112
and these 112z
get the paper quick
112z get this paper quick (x4)

[verse 1: z]
112z get the paper quick
i’m trynna maximize it that’s what i’m supposed to do
no proper splits i might drop a zift
the nickel .28 if you don’t know your food
i ride around strip her pockets down
cause the sh+t i got you might just overdo
sh+t i got you might just overdo (x2)
grab a quarter pounder when i start to break it down
10+20s at the quarters where the money gon be
sip, say goodbye for two when the breeze, no freeze
everything is moving for the price call me
feeling c+cky the way the competition got the oil and the broccoli
walter the white liquor bright can’t stop me
f+ck her with the molly get the jolly rancher soggy
find em where the [eye?] meet
aye
probably get to waring that the coke gon be
the 5+0 bloop when the pull on me
buck it on cruise with a tool on me
b+tch sitting shotgun putting drool on me
i just wanna flip like the earth on axis
and please don’t ask what weight the sack is
i write it off
slap it see how thick my stack is
then i’m back in the booth with the sun do damage
they flip
[bridge: thowed]
everybody flipping about us since adolescence
said that i am better trynna k!ll sh+t
i don’t want the bread i want the bills b+tch
i’mma fan of eating and the meal’s lit
everybody flipping about us since adolescence
but they said that i am better trynna k!ll sh+t
i don’t want the bread i want the bills b+tch
i’mma fan of eating and the meal’s lit

[verse 2: thowed]
all i got are cash routes stored up in my gps
when i pop up all these hoes wanna come greet me with s+x
used to throw ends on quarter
peace pray we need to connect
starting balling now b+tches calling wanna give me that cash and neck
throat
everyday i wake up and get straight to the money
keep a couple bad b+tches, cook, clean, and f+ck for me
anything i want, i get it they ready and go for me
if i’m ever on my d+ck these b+tches go hoe for me
you can ask around the town
they heard of or either know me
she say she about her paper, well she’s just gon have to show me
a pill popping handle and a fiend for codeine
trying to play a coach like b+tch i mean og
i’m a hundred like emoji
and i got that bag on me, that’s why i move around like shin0bi
and i keep a weapon on me
just in case for them suckers that’s out trynna harm me
they still got some sh+t from my past that’ll haunt me
i know you’re probably mad cause your b+tch want me
but that’s probably cause she see all this money on me
in the club they want her but she trynna flaunt me
yeah
[bridge: thowed]
everybody flipping about us since adolescence
said that i am better trynna k!ll sh+t
i don’t want the bread i want the bills b+tch
i’mma fan of eating and the meal’s lit
everybody flipping about us since adolescence
but they said that i am better trynna k!ll sh+t
i don’t want the bread i want the bills b+tch
i’mma fan of eating and the meal’s lit

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