zeeyt – stm lyrics
[intro]
whoa, whoa, whoa
yeah (uniqvile)
what? what?
[verse]
my n+gga we wilin’ (wilin’)
type of sh+t i can go outside just to catch a body (body)
all this za, roll another blunt, give a f+ck ’bout shawty
my money be up, so ’bout a b+tch i can not give a f+ck (nah)
reloaded my gun, better not try sh+t ’cause you gettin’ popped
d+mn since i was 14 i been doing that lean (f+ck)
that go and show you that life been hard for me (f+ck)
my homie with the xannies and also the addies (addies)
so high off this earth, don’t need a pill for a body (f+ck)
why internet talk? come and meet my gun (f+ck, f+ck)
stacking up my bands, roll another blunt (f+ck, d+mn)
in love with the way i keep a choppa, pray i don’t spray it hoe (baow)
put some pill up on yo head, now an addict get you gone
or i can straight up go ahead and do it by myself don’t give no f+cks
if you with yo homie ain’t no worries i can k!ll you both
d+mn, that’s some reasons on why i straight up don’t give no f+cks
like i’m ja morant i’ma keep that pistol in the club
(see it in my motherf+cking face)
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