zoe osama & tapri grams - little hector lyrics
[intro: zoe osama]
baow, ayy (yc on the beat)
bah, hear me, hear
look
[verse 1: zoe osama]
brand new track, f+ck a benz, i want a bentley
i don’t really like to play ’cause a n+gga ain’t friendly
diamonds on my ears, b+tches look like candy
i don’t want a b+tch that f+ck with squares, you a sandy
got your b+tch in the hills, shakin’ ass in a mansion
i’ma need tic toe, you want her back like ransom
i got money, good d+ck, good credit and i’m handsome
b+tch, go dumb, go nutty like professor
gotta watch how they move when they talk and they gestures
in the kitchen whippin’ chicken, white coke like dexter
you’ll never be fly, shape ’em up like sketchers
she thought i reap, thought she love me, i’m a finesser, stupid (ah)
huh, what you thought, b+tch? (ayy)
n+gga take two when i step, it ain’t cost sh+t
couple hundred dollars lookin’ good when i floss, b+tch
could’ve had a bag, but you f+cked around and lost it
get a 100k last week too
money to the face, makin’ money when i’m sleepin’
talk behind your back, when they see you, don’t speak
that’s the type of sh+t i hate, i can’t respect, that sh+t weak, ayy
[chorus: zoe osama]
got the whole city rockin’ to my sh+t, oh, bless her
drugs got these n+ggas charged up like a tesla
she say she wanna few more rounds, i’ma bless her
i still get my work from little hector
got the whole city rockin’ to my sh+t, oh, bless her
drugs got these n+ggas charged up like a tesla
she say she wanna few more rounds, i’ma bless her
i still get my work from little hector
[verse 2: tapri grams]
i’m a sh+t talker, number one flexer
f+ckin’ up that trap, b+tch, block and infester
arps poppin’ out that box, opp catcher
b+tch, bend it over, b+tch, i’m the coochie wetter
book a n+gga trap, i was actin’ like inspector
don’t miss your blessing, like, b+tch, i could bless her
he was actin’ tough until he left up on a stretcher
i just want it all, b+tch, i’m a dream catcher
diablo, b+tch, i’m in the field with the steppers
eye ball, work up in this b+tch with no measure
you ain’t ever broke up on a b+tch, you’s a beggar
b+tch, hear me out, they can’t step with the stepper
i keep a drac’, but i’m ridin’ with a heckler
i held it down when it was dry like the desert
me and my dog ball back and forth like tether
i’m startin’ off like hamburger helper
i’m in that coupe, ridin’ ’round smokin’ pressure
i like a b+tch that give real good nectar
randy moss up in this b+tch, the guala catcher
i get that boy out the way, it was a pleasure
i’m goin nutty in this b+tch like professor
slime a n+gga on his sh+t, brock lessener
tell lil’ baby put it up, like, hold the dressing
all this gold up on my neck, i found treasure
[chorus: zoe osama]
got the whole city rockin’ to my sh+t, oh, bless her
drugs got these n+ggas charged up like a tesla
she say she wanna few more rounds, i’ma bless her
i still get my work from little hector
got the whole city rockin’ to my sh+t, oh, bless her
drugs got these n+ggas charged up like a tesla
she say she wanna few more rounds, i’ma bless her
i still get my work from little hector
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