Lyrics

Zay Skills When I really think about it (aye, aye, aye, aye) You never cared for me Or came to see if I'm good (ok) Everybody in my wallet I'ma take care of the squad And it ain't no doubt about it I pop this shit I'm excited I bent your bitch, had her ass up face down Bitch I'm a king where the fuck is my crown? Called up Metro tryna smoke by the pound (I wanna smoke yeah) Whole lotta hoes runnin' all around Whole lotta boats gettin' sent out Bitch I'm outside like who wanna play? Ride around town, I can serve all day Two turnt, they think I'm snortin on 'ye I spin a Benz I don't need no money Spot em I got em don't tell nobody Drop that low I'll shoot up the party I'm walking em down, I'm hittin my target I bet on myself, don't need anybody They hate on the kid, I like I want it Bentley and baby, I put 'em together My diamonds so cold I'm changing the weather When I really think about it (aye, aye, aye, aye) You never cared for me Or came to see if I'm good (ok) Everybody in my wallet (wallet) I'ma take care of the squad And it ain't no doubt about it I pop this shit I'm excited I bent your bitch, had her ass up face down Bitch I'm a king where the fuck is my crown? Called up Metro tryna smoke by the pound (I wanna smoke yeah) Whole lotta hoes runnin' all around Whole lotta boats gettin' sent out All this money stackin' that bit got me excited I'm duckin' and dodging indictments Niggas be talkin' but frightened Strapped with them choppers they think it was Isis Niggas be thinkin it's sweet Sending me debt till I send in what prices They said they want beef The niggas is sweet We know them niggas the nicest We with the shits, yeah Drum and a glock with the switch, yeah It's one in the top of this bitch, yeah Let that bitch pop til it click, yeah Still pullin' skits, yeah Wet a nigga up, leave him drenched, yeah Set a nigga up if he snitch, yeah If it rain you can wear in the trench, yeah When I really think about it (aye, aye, aye, aye) You never cared for me Or came to see if I'm good (ok) Everybody in my wallet (wallet) I'ma take care of the squad And it ain't no doubt about it I pop this shit I'm excited I bent your bitch, had her ass up face down Bitch I'm a king where the fuck is my crown? Called up Metro tryna smoke by the pound (I wanna smoke yeah) Whole lotta hoes runnin all around Whole lotta boats gettin sent out Aye, uh Bitch we outside like it's night and day I got the AR and twin got the drake I tell she bitch watch what you say I feed the whole team I don't need a play Give me some herbs, I don't want no rocks They listen to me, them niggas go by Pour up some Tris and pour up some wock Money so old, I'm holding it hostage Fuck that fake love I don't need nobody Run up on me and I'm droppin your body These niggas so pussy, that nigga some stat Poured up in the juice but we still get it poppin' Get rich or dye tryin ain't no other option
Writer(s): Ace Cino, Dylan Mccord, Christian Montoya, Mack Brackin, Zayskillz Zayskillz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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