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zoe osama, hit-boy & big hit - allat lyrics

[zoe osama]
aye! presidential rollie, i ain’t bust down sh+t
new mercedes benz and it came with the kit
riding through the city in some motherf+cking tint
i’m a hot n+gga, so you know i got a stick
cash, check, paper, all that
bust the p+ssy open
throw it back, i need all that
getting on my nerves stupid b+tch, fall back
just got a black card, hmm, yeah i maxed that
money coming in fast speed like a fast track
i’m a big dawg, i’m a shotta, can’t match that
n+ggas clout chasing on the gang, n+ggas laughed at
if i ain’t a dawg, big dawg, call that
money, cheese, guap, all that
b+tch, do the dash, whole dash in the fast track
just got a black card, hmm
had to max that, young n+gga had to max that
tnc the new big dawgs, what you call that?
n+ggas got a problem on the gang, mmm, all that
aye, on the gang, yeah all that
tnc still top ranking, what you call that? hmmm

[honcho]
lil n+gga, what you call that?
i don’t talk much, nah, i don’t jaw+jack
acting like you him, get your skull crack
treat a n+gga likе ricky, get your ball back
press lines, hе a certified presser
never been pressed, i’m a certified stepper
she only drove the foreign whip ’cause i let her
swag through the roof in this sh+t, dipped in leather
i’m a cold n+gga, yeah, i f+ck a n+gga b+tch
then i get her gone, she gotta pay me chip
put it in my pocket, yeah b+tch, you can make me rich
really him him on the gang don’t save me sh+t, huh!
’cause i ain’t tryna be saved
put it in my pocket, yeah i’m tryna get paid
f+ck a n+gga b+tch, i’m just tryna get laid
once i’m dumbed up, cough in the shade, i be high up
[zoe osama]
aye, look
money, cheese, guap, all that
b+tch, do the dash, whole dash in the fast track
just got a black card, hmm
had to max that, young n+gga had to max that
tnc the new big dawgs, what you call that?
n+ggas got a problem on the gang, mmm, all that
aye, on the gang, yeah all that
tnc still top ranking, what you call that? hmmm

[big hit]
i stick up in mug n+ggas, racing rug n+ggas
40 plug n+ggas, my index hug triggers
f+ck being humble, i’m c+cky as a peac+ck
booming like a beatbox, on blood slanging heat rocks
you ain’t never starve, had to stack like me
hundred bands on me, squeezing fresh out the beam
foreign in my new school, whipping in my old school
tryna bust a new move, hollering out “woah woah”
no passes, zero tolerance, no capping
i’m going all in, i’m crashing b+tches
stacking digits, out here getting it
i’m drilling sh+t, really k!lling oppositions
body shots have a n+gga walking different
hold the grudge on the cane, how they living?
it ain’t nothing but a case for a mission
my n+gga listen
[zoe osama]
aye, look
money, cheese, guap, all that
b+tch, do the dash, whole dash in the fast track
just got a black card, hmm
had to max that, young n+gga had to max that
tnc the new big dawgs, what you call that?
n+ggas got a problem on the gang, mmm, all that
aye, on the gang, yeah all that
tnc still top ranking, what you call that? n+gga!
(yeah b+tch, what you call that?)
(tnc top ranking, what you call that?)
(money, cash, guap, all that)
(tell the b+tch to call back)
(ain’t about the money, why the b+tch still talking?)
(ain’t about the money, why the mmm+ uh+ talking?)
(why the b+tch still talking?)
(oh yeah)

- zoe osama hit boy big hit lyrics

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