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zotiyac – off ya feet lyrics

[intro]
these n-gg-s be like the b-tches
tell ’em quit being they b-tches
how they keep losing they riches
while i keep on doing these digits

[hook]
young n-gg- just hit the k!llswitch
forgot the tooly, pull up and drill sh-t
he on the f-ck sh-t, he get the buck sh-t
i walk around with the stick on that puck sh-t
he think this sh-t sweet
who is he
f-ck ’round and get sweeped
off ya feet
he think this sh-t sweet
who is he
f-ck ’round and get sweeped
off ya feet

[verse 1]
and don’t try to get up
or get with us, tec-9 ripping yo sh-t up
me take yo ho out to dinner
that happened never, i’d rather float in the river
i meet the plug up in vistas, i gotta a visa
i’m finna run all his sh-t up
you n-gg-s smoke on gorilla, i smoke on chiba
i’m finna show you matilda
if we know the addy, ain’t n-body safe
chop yo body in to like my name bobby flay
beam on my gun like a ray, b-tch
make sure you disintegrate
i got this [?] you blind in the face
don’t you blink for a second
yo b-tch get a grave
give you a magazine, call that {?}
that boy gon’ get, he get in my way

[bridge 1]
40 glock all on my waist like a belt
i need m n-gg- f-ck an l
got the hp and it came through the mail
he catch a sh-ll for moving like a snail
n-gg- get nailed f-cking wit 12
f-ck all that talk ,we gon’ slide like a rail
i’m finna do a walk-up by myself
think he a demon, i send him to h-ll
dance wit the devil, i’m rocking the ps
give him one shot, he gon’ drop to his knees
we tell the plug then we copping them p
ayy let me see dat and then it’s on me
don’t f-ck with surface
don’t f-ck with public service
i squeeze if i see you in person
with the g sh-t put not f-ckin’ wit gursen

[verse 2]
i see you lurkin’, the shotty emergin’
i up that muhf-cka, yo body be jerking
when i am done you will not see the surgeon
no id, he don’t look like the same person
don’t try me if you see me, act allergic
be on alert, f-ck n-gg- we purgin’
glock 43 on me like kendrick perkins
you cross the line you get sent to the nurses
i cross the line like i’m julius erving
lean with the illegal tooly, i’m swervin’
two-liter in me and now my stomach hurtin’
you leavin wit gang and she f-ckin’ for certain
that lil b-tch be squirtin’
legs open up like a curtain
f-ck n-gg- better practice his sermon
or boy you’ll be the one burning

[bridge 2]
b-tch i’m a blessing
i do not really like questions
i cannot go for no lesson
i’m always totin’ a weapon
f-ck what you pressin’
i’m finna press him like weston
he gettin’ checked like detective
bando gon’ whip out the fn

- zotiyac lyrics

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