
zeeyt - magma lyrics
[intro]
(see it in my motherf+cking face)
b+tch i hop out with them bills
who that n+gga tryna diss?
tell ’em if he keep on this dissing he gon’ get put on a spliff (like+)
[chorus]
catch me riding through the city with my punks (waddup punk)
tell me why the f+ck y’all keep posting bullsh+t just like some hoes (yeah)
if you do too much i’ma have to put you on a shirt (tsyeah, tsyeah)
and that talking sh+t makes me wanna pull up on a curb (buh+buh+buh+buh)
so i hop out with the mobs tsyeah
we ready to put sh+t down with some macs tsyeah
couple racks tsyeah, hunned rounds tsyeah
the block finna get hot like magma (tsyeah)
every day, yeah, i get mad man because i gotta see couple rats out (f+ck)
but i calm down, you know why? d+mn
because them n+ggas ain’t getting no rack, nah (they broke)
[verse]
they be hating ’cause i got some rack and couple more hundreds hanging off my pants (tsyeah)
f+ck that twitting and dissing lil b+tch n+gga if we get active you get put in the past (f+ck it, grrrah)
had to get off my ass, get some money and this bag you know i’m finna run it real fast (tsyeah)
keep some guns around me, i won’t sit here and lie saying sh+t like i don’t f+cking lack (godd+mn)
but you n+ggas slow, check your router because you got lag stupid hoe (hoe)
and y’all motherf+ckers bums, felxing sh+t with china written all up in your clothes (you bum)
while i spend on my cup these p+ssy b+tches out here just wanna talk (pour up)
and i’m never gon’ fold, i won’t be that homie that went down and then told (nah)
[chorus]
catch me riding through the city with my punks (waddup punk)
tell me why the f+ck y’all keep posting bullsh+t just like some hoes (yeah)
if you do too much i’ma have to put you on a shirt (tsyeah, tsyeah)
and that talking sh+t makes me wanna pull up on a curb (buh+buh+buh+buh)
so i hop out with the mobs tsyeah
we ready to put sh+t down with some macs tsyeah
couple racks tsyeah, hunned rounds tsyeah
the block finna get hot like magma (tsyeah)
every day, yeah, i get mad man because i gotta see couple rats out (f+ck)
but i calm down, you know why? d+mn
because them n+ggas ain’t getting no rack, nah (nah)
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