I can´t fuck with you, I know your type, I know you slime Yeah, I´m ridin´ with the gang wrong or right, yeah, every time We gon´ take these bags to different states, who volunteerin´ to drive?
This shit for the brave-hearted, if you scary, you can´t ride Broke nigga ain´t got no gas money tryin´ to bum a ride Swipin´ with some shades and some fake dreads, I improvise They don´t wanna see me win, they sit back and they criticize This is real ZaZa, with the bags, I charge ´em thirty-five
Pussy nigga don´t know his strains, I´ma tax him every time He don´t bust the seal no more, he know it´s quality every time She can´t wait for me to get home, we fuck for hours every time If it´s smoke, you know it´s up there, I ain´t tryna reconcile
I ain´t tryna go back to poverty, I ain´t tryna relate to you I ain´t got no time to kick it, I got better shit to do I ain´t trickin´ on no bitch, I got kids who gotta eat And Versace on my feet, Chain Reaction, black and white I be swipin´ day and night, I be servin´ day and night Trap shit in my DNA, I can´t help but catch a play Trap shit in my DNA, I can´t help but serve a J I buy nothin´ but fast cars to make sure I get away Niggas takin´ space up in the trap, I swear they in the way I keep nothin´ but shooters with me, I should join the NBA
Catchin´ plays in Dior B22´s, that orange and gray I got Band-Aids on my mind, so I´m worrying every day, hey
I can´t fuck with you, I know your type, I know you slime Yeah, I´m ridin´ with the gang wrong or right, yeah, every time We gon´ take these bags to different states, who volunteerin´ to drive? This shit for the brave-hearted, if you scary, you can´t ride Broke nigga ain´t got no gas money tryin´ to bum a ride Swipin´ with some shades and some fake dreads, I improvise They don´t wanna see me win, they sit back and they criticize
This is real ZaZa, with the bags, I charge ´em thirty-five