ZAY TALK

We going up and ain’t stopping now
I’m with the gang and we popping out
If you got problems, we rock it out
Fucking with us, we gon' stomp ‘em out
They go to the cops and they opping now
Butterfly doors on the Wraith (Oh my)
Space coupe whip for a day (Oh my)
Taking a trip outer space (Oh my god)
She zooted off of the ‘caine (Bah)
He shooting off in a range (Bah)
You know she fucking with ZAY (Bah)
Now the bitch yelling my name
I don’t even care
Walk in Saks and Fifth and all they do is stop and stare
Opposition talking all that talk just like Colbert
Dolc Gabbana, I gotta cop another pair
Haha, uh, they too funny, uh
I don’t play around about money, uh
Nw Red Bottoms they bloody, yuh (Uh-huh)
I’m with the gang, Cool Runnings (Uh-huh)
Pass me the cup only if it’s muddy, yuh (Mud)
I ain’t with the fuckery
They know better than to fuck with me (Yuh)
Got a new bankroll, I share it with the bros
Through my highs and my lows
They gon hold it down (Uh-huh)
They gon hold it down (Uh-huh)
Make sure they notice now (Uh-huh)
I gotta stay focused now, yeah
Benjamin’s all in my pocket (Yuh)
We going up like a rocket (Yuh)
They jealous and mad ‘cause we got it (Yuh)
We going up and ain’t stopping now
I’m with the gang and we popping out
If you got problems, we rock it out
Fucking with us, we gon' stomp ‘em out
They go to the cops and they opping now
Butterfly doors on the Wraith (Oh my)
Space coupe whip for a day (Oh my)
Taking a trip outer space (Oh my god)
She zooted off of the ‘caine (Bah)
He shooting off in a range (Bah)
You know she fucking with ZAY (Bah)
Now the bitch yelling my name
Hop on a ‘Vette now we splurging (Bratt)
Back up to Cali', suburban (Yeah)
Me and the guys steady purging (Bratt)
Back to back spending, they hurting (Haha, hahaha)
These niggas cap, it’s so funny
And he mad that his bitch wanna fuck me
I be stacking the money and honey
It ain’t my fault that you bummy (Boom, boom, boom)
Bad lil' bitch on my body, she giving me sloppy
That bitch off a Molly, aye (Let's go)
Switch up the lanes with the ‘Rarri
Now they see me balling, they wanna say sorry (Bitch, I’m balling)
I do not talk to these niggas
They moving real fake, they moving real oppy (Bitch)
These niggas hate, it’s so funny
They making me shine, they making me cocky (What?)
Amari me, yeah, I’m a fiend (Bitch)
I’m in love with counting the green (What?)
Pop a Xan, now she off a bean (Yeah)
2019, started a dream (Let's go)
What you on? Is you off of the lean? (Boom, boom)
Spend a rack on designer jeans
You a opp, yeah, big oppanese
Only talking that big guapanese (Grah)
Benjamin’s all in my pocket (Yuh)
We going up like a rocket (Yuh)
They jealous and mad ‘cause we got it (Yuh)
We going up and ain’t stopping now
I’m with the gang and we popping out
If you got problems, we rock it out
Fucking with us, we gon' stomp ‘em out
They go to the cops and they opping now
Butterfly doors on the Wraith (Oh my)
Space coupe whip for a day (Oh my)
Taking a trip outer space (Oh my god)
She zooted off of the ‘caine (Bah)
He shooting off in a range (Bah)
You know she fucking with ZAY (Bah)
Now the bitch yelling my name