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zanny – lame (feat. fat mac) lyrics

[intro]: zanny
zanny what the f+ck?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah on god
on god, uh huh
i got these b+tch ass n+ggas talkin’ down on me
but i ain’t even finna fall down for real

[hook]: zanny
f+ck n+gga, b+tch n+gga, always wanna talk n+gga (what)
wack n+gga, hoe n+gga, thinkin’ you all that n+gga
lil boy i’m on top, step on you like you a bug n+gga
nutted on her braces now my kids behind bars n+gga
like you think you the sh+t in reality you ain’t (no, no)
you keep saying “let’s throw hands” but you bringing your whole gang (your gang)
you must f+cking love me ’cause your mouth around my name (my what)
i don’t really give a f+ck ’cause you f+ck n+ggas is lame

[verse 1]: fat mac
one n+gga, two n+gga, all i see is lame n+ggas
f+ckin’ on your b+tch n+gga now i’m in her brains n+gga
mac up at the top n+ggas tryna switch they lane n+gga
i don’t f+ck with n+ggas ’cause them n+ggas is some lame n+ggas
talk up all that sh+t n+gga ain’t gon’ do a thing n+gga
zanny in this b+tch finna blow a n+gga brain figure (uh pew)
i thought you was fit until went against the grave n+gga
yall thought we was finish zanny tell ’em what we sayin’ n+gga
[hook]: zanny
f+ck n+gga, b+tch n+gga, always wanna talk n+gga (always wanna talk)
wack n+gga, hoe n+gga, thinkin’ you all that n+gga (thinkin’ you all that)
lil boy i’m on top, step on you like you a bug n+gga (what)
nutted on her braces now my kids behind bars n+gga

[hook 2]
you think you the sh+t till a n+gga blow your brains
keep on talkin’ mac and zanny n+gga you gon’ see the grave
trigga you a b+tch n+gga keep on playing all them games
you a clown, you a hoe, n+gga get up out my face

[verse 2]
yeah they opp n+ggas, fake n+gga claimin’ that they real n+gga
real hittas’ real n+ggas thats who i roll with n+gga
mac and zanny on top we gon’ step on these hating ass n+ggas
you a mocking bird tryna be us like a parrot n+gga
f+ck n+gga, b+tch n+gga, always wanna talk n+gga
wack n+gga, hoe n+gga, thinkin’ you all that n+gga
lil boy i’m on top, step on you like you a bug n+gga
nutted on her braces now my kids behind bars n+gga
like you think you the sh+t in reality you ain’t
you keep saying “let’s throw hands” but you bringing your whole gang
you must f+cking love me ’cause your mouth around my name (my what)
i don’t really give a f+ck ’cause you f+ck n+ggas is lame (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- zanny lyrics

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