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zotiyac – squares lyrics

aye, aye, aye, aye
hook: 1
i don’t f+ck with squares
keep a small circle, i don’t f+ck with squares
aye, i keep a small circle i don’t f+ck with squares
verse: 1
i’m gon’ catch a body walk away like i don’t f+cking care
brodie hit his head, i took the legs like we don’t f+cking share
(huh) call me dontron, i don’t f+cking care
got the addy but ain’t tryna come; oh you f+cking scared
got that addy and you got yo gun; don’t just f+cking stare
i ain’t lyin, they ain’t even run. they wasn’t f+cking there
d for dynamic have yo head up in the f+cking air
drop you like ceramics store yo sh+t up in the tubberware
boy i keep that bone+crusher on me; i ain’t ever scared
i ain’t even rappin’ i be snappin’ zoti+[?]+ware
hollow tip just slid up in yo head like it’s a sled in there
n+gga caught like twelve inside his body like the feds in there
i blow a hole inside that boy so big could fit my head in there
i’m sippin’ everything, i’m pouring purple he ain’t red in there
(uh) ooh, i got ’em stressed out i got him smokin’ squares
poke you, cut yo ass in half, leave half yo body over there
hook: 2
(i don’t f+ck with squares,)
(i keep a small circle, i don’t f+ck with squares) (x2)
verse: 2

i’m gon’ catch a body, walk away like i don’t f+cking care
we gon’ smoke them boys and get away, act like we wasn’t there
boy i bought a pump and got a drum without no f+ckin’ snares
pull a head trigger on that b+tch; blow off yo f+ckin’ head
two pistols and they both the truth, n+gga that’s a double dare
brought extra guns, no extra clips, we hit the whip like f+cking spare
f+ck sparin’ lives, i’m gon keep me a collection, n+gga
reach my hand inside yo soul and take your soul for pleasure, n+gga
sn+tch out yo [?], keep them as a souvenir
we gon’ get him outta here; he gon’ need a new spirit
you would think i’m flying spirit, cause i’m high and i don’t give a f+ck
if i could pull a line for everytime you b+tched, i’d need a bigger cup
(ooh) shoot a n+gga, do the race, tay+k, hit em up, 2pac, put it on me stitch it up
boy i’m finna take a break, boy i gotta take a p+ss;
your momma looked inside the fridge, she said “woah what the f+ck is this”

closing: (i don’t f+ck with squares, keep a small circle i don’t f+ck with squares)

- zotiyac lyrics

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