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zion kuwonu - windwaker lyrics

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[verse 1: zion kuwonu]
all my sh+t is fitted
all my b+tches get it
hey i’m feeling wicked
i guess i gotta admit it
i don’t need to fit in
tell ’em get out
let it sink in
i got what you drinkin’
let me know what you’re thinkin’
i’m only in the swingin’
the hits that i’ve been dealin’
i make her feel that feelin’
we exorcist the demons
i don’t pledge allegiance
still ballin’ the whole season (whole season)
i might have to call cody
all my cousins coped rollies
but a b+tch stressing by her ex
i won’t remember what you told me (why would i?)
soul singing k!lling likе i’m jodeci
i bet you thought i wouldn’t know
i got paid
like you was f+cking with thе old

[verse 2: zion kuwonu]
i got paid
i got some money don’t know how to act
i’m moving dollie don’t know where i’m at
rolling my blunt and i don’t wanna match
i hate it i keep on saying it
gettin’ my spliff go get ’em all black
i’d even take her was shaking my head
while they smoking i’m not shaking
while she shaking that ass
she shake my head while i’m k!lling the cat
shawty she trippin’ i can’t even cap
told her one night and she still tryna mack
i don’t need you when i’m rolling that money
i’m runnin’ that money no i can’t relax
i’ma still get to the bed like it’s f+cked
what you think?
’til i’m throwing up all of the cash
can’t really f+ck with these hoes
i be blowing the o’s in the back of the rolls in the cab
[verse 3: zion kuwonu]
i got stars on the roof while they smokin’ on boof
all these n+ggas they goose and they peeped i don’t lose
while i still get to choose
even if i don’t ride every bank
ayy this what it is like they mad at
they k!llin’ like still i don’t give ’em no chance
go around town i don’t give ’em no runs (eh, eh, eh)
perky itch like a moterf+ckin’ anon
i do what they can’t i’m still on the plan
and i told her “bae chill you don’t need ’em in plans”
and i told her “bae we could go chill out in france”
’til i kick it like bricks and they broke still need racks
and i’m still from the crowd i hope it like, hey
i’m still from the pen on the wall like a tech
and i hit it again
and i’m running it back to your crowd
that sh+t up and won’t let a b+tch had it
i’m happy, i’m thankful so glad that you asked
roll ’em in the blunt then we smoking that
she a bad b+tch she gassing me kissing my ass

[verse 4: bryansanon]
all my sh+t is fitted, h+ll no
all my sh+t go crazy, h+ll yeah
all my b+tches wavy
my main she look like chloe bailey
my side drive a black mercedes
and i get them both way just like the navy
comin’ straight up out the 80
count up blessing, cash up on the daily
late night, yellow eyes just like a gold
just spent 107 on the code
i drink my kids like root beer flow
i learned cpr so you don’t choke
me and z got hoes up on the boat, yeah
cut off the ones that do the most
fast life got me going coast to coast
first class ’cause i’m never flying ecos
been asked twice since i came out the womb
when i hop in that tesla that b+tch go zoom
i don’t care i might have but i’m still the same dude
when the shoes hit dior the shirt is fruity loom
when i aim for new heights i’ll probably reach the moon
can’t go through my phone you’ll probably see a+ (oh)
everything we do is hot just like it’s june
me and z on the tape it’s probably coming soon



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