zotiyac - price of a body lyrics
my b+tch too bad, my car too fast
nah b+tch my life too fast, but i like too fast
f+ck it, we got get this cash, we gon’ get this bag
n+gga don’t you run up on me, i’m gon’ grip this mag
put some money on yo’ head have you lookin’ like a tiki, n+gga
off codeine cups got me sleepy n+gga
hi tec f+ckin up the yeezys n+gga
i be done popped a n+gga out his tsubis
f+ck round pop a n+gga with this n+gga uzi
f+ck round rob a n+gga with this groupie
n+gga thought he was gon’ get some coochie
i’ll fix some sh+t with this tooly, semi+automatic no fully
but it still pick n+ggas up it’s a bully, n+gga creep on me
i caught ’em red handed but blew in his face
walk off lift up my hoodie, i’m done with these n+ggas
they really is p+ssy, gettin bread but they rеally cookie
get some hеad from the b+tch and then book it
i told her it’s over she misunderstood me
she came over the same night
i got head from the b+tch but i told her she can’t bite
cuz she said my d+ck taste nice, she just suck it
ain’t no conversation it break ice, when you say my name
say it twice, give a f+ck how we left off b+tch better say it right
i chase the bank i can’t chase you i ain’t the type
strap with a switch like a alien tote it
large ass whip like a martian + rode it
hollow tips spread leave you wide + open
ain’t no hold up my sh+t fully loaded
sicker than covid, d+e on me like + coded
red blue and green don’t get color + coded
extended mag like a louie bag i f+cking tote it
and i got a 19 like covid too, ill brush you off my shoulders too
why you so sick yo’ hoe over you?
b+tch don’t do sh+t but what she told to do
don’t know what she spit on more my d+ck or my shoes
but she clean ’em both she the truth
tell the truth i don’t like none of these n+ggas
y’all really just me to tell y’all i do + but i can’t
just like i’m posed to been stopped sipping this drank, n+gga i can’t
my n+ggas telling me “yac you the one, stop biting yo tongue.”
i’m like n+gga i ain’t, i don’t chat with these broke muhf+ckas i laugh to the bank he ain’t did sh+t for you n+gga that ain’t yo’ gang you lil n+ggas just run around acting the same
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i don’t sell no clothes i just put tags up on these bodies
b+tch look at my clothes you think i gotta rob somebody?
b+tch i’m smoking on biscotti this sh+t loud like a ducati
she said “what’s that in the back?”
i said get back b+tch that’s a shotty
i don’t sell no clothes i just put tags up on these bodies
b+tch look at my clothes you think i gotta rob somebody?
b+tch i’m smoking on biscotti this sh+t loud like a ducati
she said “what’s that in the back?”
i said get back b+tch it’s some bodies
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