Zoo (feat. Sheff G)

Look, look Trap out the Puma or Fila Who gone do what? Nigga, he lied I don't know much about these guys I've been planning on drilling since knee-high Trapping, I smell like a zoo Animal crew, used to at grandma house too Plotting, I'm blocking they views They see my moves They think I'm doing voodoo Like got the rush, grip the clutch, going insane Where any niggas see me Niggas bluff, they ain't tough, they Usain Bolt-ing I almost hit it like a dolphin Niggas never wanna see young nigga just shine, just shine Live life in abundance So I only wanna hear who shot, who knocked, who dead How stories deduct him And I'm stuck in my ways Like who did what, that ain't get touched They all got stretched on pavements Run up, get brrt, shooters get brrt Street niggas, no one's safe Niggas be drilling to get this shit Chat about shooting on accident I stay with it like Ratchet and Clank Like, like, like, like who got touched after that Shooter Gang Irritate shooters, they go out polluting the streets, we move it, gang On the block in the city Where the niggas get gut like a piggy Look, on the blocks, in the bush Where the niggas get shot for the kush Plenty, no, I don't trust many, men Done, at many men Billy done, at many men They run like ginger men Spread the bread Share the cash, saucin' in class Puma fit for the fashion Remember days speedin' in stolley's crashin' Free the guys, shit was classic Sick of me, sick of me, bitch I know they sick of me but can't get rid of me, bitch Chase him, get beat off the strip Pray that he trip Trip him, we turn him to spliffs Busting them shots, duck it fast, moving off gas Remember I could've got blast Ambulance speed up the miles on the dash Shovel and pick up they ass Front on me, no one I get the drop then we scoring, we pouring Stretch out the block, we gon' floor 'em Hop in the V, load and repeat You think that you scoring, don't make a move We could make you important like daily news That .40 robotic, be making tunes But that clip got more bass than a Metro Boom Still them niggas turn reporters, what you brand 'em? How could I beef with a enemy? If they turn reporters, what you brand 'em? Look How could I, at my enemies? If they turn reporters, what you brand 'em? How could I shoot at my enemies? If they turn reporters, what you brand 'em? Never will I understand 'em, damn them Should've rid when you got that drop I'm done with these opps Block that bitch, I'm done with these thots Cut my hair, I'm done with these knots Skid up, grab, man My old bitch love mad man My new ting love rolling with lab man (I love it) Budum, budum boom, jeet and bam-bam, yes Jeet and babies Love see them, man, I go brazy Chase him then go chat to his lady (Yo) Bedroom bully, gyal rate me, slate me Would've thought the bitch did hate me Saw dem man there try drop it Man mash work, that ain't no gossip Sweet one, see it and lock it Brown skin, coolie, gyallie too tropic (Yeah) Take a seat on my engine, engine Arch ya back, let it bend in, bend in Look, I should of got a sentence, sentence Praise the Lord for repentance Violate, I'm stepping with vengeance Barebacked while I should've used protection (Shit) Should've used contraception You can't have my kid, did I mention (Bitch) Run with your shank, brilliant dripping Missed him, but I got his sibling Long one dripping, dripping, dripping (Whoosh) Left his brodie there kipping MB living, head get filling Bitch, just twerk and stop bitching Told him listen, he didn't listen Now I gotta get scarf for the mittens