zotiyac – red dot lyrics
that 38 come wit a dot
if i reach for that can then you know im gon’ pop
d-e send yo -ss to the doc
i be sippin on wok wit that sack in my sock
crack like a lock we got gas like a lot
i be flippin them packs pick up wraps
they at posh foe nem step on the gas on our -ss its the cops and we cannot pull over cuz we all got glocks
them shots hit yo function they runnin out
need a strap at least one if im comin out
i need gas i need something to calm me down
hit it on tour tell yo wh0r- to stop callin now
they thought i was flexin im ballin now
i get cards and my checks they all comin now
my n-ggas want smoke ain’t no talkin out
i tell my foe be like debo and stall em out
they be like foe what the f-ck is you talkin bout ?
ain’t no mercy for p-ssies we mark em out
a n-gga on deck then im sharkin out
i pull that larkin yo organs start fallin out
said a n-gga want smoke, what he talkin’ ’bout?
said a n-gga want smoke, what he talkin’ ’bout?
said a n-gga want smoke, what he talkin’ ’bout?
said a n-gga want smoke, f-ck he’s talkin’ ’bout?
aye im runnin around wit that k
on yo block sweepin sh-t up like a rake
we shoot a opp in the face
wait til his funeral shoot up the wake , aye
bullets always penetrate
so when that n-gga died he took that to the grave, b-tch
i gotta go i can’t stay its way too much to do dont got time of the day
them n-ggas be plottin they talkin bout wackin me
im finna pull up no gravity
i was in her mouth like a cavity
i dont want date just the face so she mad at me
your b-tch tryna catch me like tackling but i just step back – blow like a tragedy, why all this violence keep happening? thats cuz these n-ggas who keep coming after me
put that b-tch on the corner its trafficking
catch me in traffic a wood in my company
that gun wit me too when it come wit me
if you try takin me that mean you come wit me
can’t hang wit me my n-ggas stunt wit me
you can’t bang on me p-ssy can’t front on me
these n-ggas act gangsta and sh-t but the real ones is dead i make you what you wanna be
k!lling anything you put in front of me her p-ssy drippin that sh-t it was funneling, he droppin the ball like he fumbling diamonds is black and yellow like a bumblebee
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