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zarie - so retarded lyrics

[verse 1 : zarie]
i said “hi there, i’m zarie, you tryna get to know me??”
but before i said my name she was already up on me
got that b-ss jumping out the beamer sounding so r-t-rded
plus i’m stunting super hard
tell these haters that i’m sorry (sorry sorry)
you can’t faze me no no !
you can’t faze me
i be all about this money cause thats just just how the game be
got a brawlic back, my beamer tags
she bring it back, i smack that -ss
i tell her leave, she say you mean
i like the green, been writing since 3
thinking that they better better better i ain’t seen
pedal down on the red ferrari
head down act sorry then get back to the money money money making zarie
hold up wait a minute thinking they k!lled it when
they know they really didn’t
swagger from the stage stage stage in the building
swagger to the left left right on the ceiling
ain’t n0body did it like i did it when i did it cause
i do it better then u n-ggas did it if u done it like
i did it you should show me that you did it stead of
faking like you did it you ain’t did it you ain’t up in my position
i rap first, ill sn-tch a purse
ill take the game, ill make it worse
i act sane, i spit the verse
i eat a verse, put em in a he-rs-
i swag and surf, i speed the words, i make the words, invent the words
money bag burst so con traverse, i make the verbs put it in reverse

[verse 2 : ben j]
umm
my god he k!lled the sh-t
that n-gga was tight…
look
i’m in here, i’m zoning, lil homie told me to hop on it
i’m swagging, i’m surfing, big ballin in my jordan’s
got a bad girl she gorgeous i get r???? she can’t afford this
i’m a vetran see my portrait this beat is live i k!ll up on it
talking 100 i own it, bad girls we bonin after that subbie can get on it
i beat the p-ssy up in the morning
and after the money i get it, and if you ain’t did sh-t no splitting
these chick want business i told the homie to go hit it
if you got the homie better bring your partner and thats
the b-tch we splitting and after i finish my turn
i buss and afterwards we chillin
man turn this sh-t up i go
bring the girls around and we pose
bring the bottles out and we toast
keep it straight west and we coast
k!ll ’em off boy and they ghost
my homie said i do the most
i run my game take alot of hoes smoke weed till i choke
knock a n-gga out if he bold, i’m screwed up and i’m throwed
but always on my toes, i bang my sh-t so they know
i pop off when i roll, i’m on the racks like clothes
i do me you copy my whole swag when i’m gone go

- zarie lyrics

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