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Zaytoven Zay-fuckin'-toven Fuckin' on this bitch in the back of somebody house If it ain't Zay, then it's up like a brother spouse I don't want sex from your girl, I would like mouth My bitch booty got dance like an old couch Finna' show my ass, let 'em know what a nigga on Talkin' out the neck, crookest way to see a nigga gone Rollin' 'round with six different names like I'm Sherlock Holmes Line gang, I don't be in touch like a human bone This bitch wanna' get fucked, she wanna get flown Fuck it, she gon' get flewn, beat it 'til it turn blue Why I got one bitch, now that I can have two? Glock on the hip, like once I got glue Got a little older, then I started hangin' with the jewels Big brain shawty with a high enough IQ Big 3 shots comin' in on the IV Nigga got coke on the blanket, it's LV Can't nigga burger tell me nothin', that's on God Niggas at the park lookin' at me like a young God Bro, now snatch a nigga chain, call him Rashad One bitch black, one Asian, now it's Rush Hour Thick white bitch, same color, I said cauliflower Shit 'bout to get real lit, keep the dirt close In the coupe 2 doors, Bentley truck fuck with those Letras de cancionesFill a bitch up with 'bout 4 hoes She ain't tryna' fuck, that's a no-go Kick the bitch out, that's a waste-hoe Hey, hey All my shooters don't play, yeah (Don't play) I beat that pussy like a bass, yeah (Ooh) High top shootin', no lace, yeah (No cap) Bad bitch came from LA, yeah (LA) Whole lotta' shots, no choice (Bang) I want bitch to come on the place Yeah, we got choppa, chop, chop off your face I get a bag and rock on the stage Chanel, yeah, for real, yeah (Rockstar) We drippin' in that shit all day Don't forget millions, that's accomplishment They fuckin' with choppa holes, no way I ain't fuckin with your old new I take shots at your momma estate Just 'cause we don't care too I'ma keep drivin' that Maybach shit I was drivin' without no hands, ooh I hopped in the head case shit I don't lose Know your boys ain't havin' no clue [?] Wanna kick that shit with Lil Uzi I take care, make a move I pop shit on your order Niggas, I ain't playin' with a looser We havin' bad bitches with big booties (Bad bitch, let's go) I'm on some slimeball time I'm with the same ones that pullin' me down I ain't holdin' up, I'm on the grind Playin with Lil Keed's a whole lotta shot I don't know why she cryin', I don't give a fuck She know I'm a dog, she know I'm a loc (Yes sir) Hey, hey All my shooters don't play, yeah (Don't play) I beat that pussy like a bass, yeah (Ooh) High top shootin', no lace, yeah (No cap) Bad bitch came from LA, yeah (LA) Whole lotta' shots, no choice (Bang) I want bitch to come on the place Yeah, we got choppa, chop, chop off your face I get a bag and rock on the stage Chanel, yeah, for real (Rockstar) We drippin' in that shit all day Don't forget millions, that's accomplishment From Letras Mania