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Zoda Great

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Ain’t as easy as they thought now
What you thought now
Haters gon get caught up in the Crossfire
In the cross fire
Try to run but they get hawked Down
Get hawked down
They know I walk it like I talk now
Hey hey
See this shit be
It really be
But I make it look
It just really be
I just make it look
But it really be
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This shit be hard
I make it look easy
I f*ck w ya broad
I f*ck w ya breezy
I promise to god
Just give me a reason
I drip thru the yard
I’m saucin this season
She fell fa me hard
She tell me she need me
She suckin the rod
If she come in here bleeding
They cut fa me hard
They follow the leader
I’m sippin this oil
Got pints by the liter
Using a sword
To cut thru the cord
She knew she was sworn
To keep all my secrets
Peep out the the reason
To seek out the demons
Catch me a flight
And go creep out the region
I fucked her twice
And she took me to Neimans
My Aston brown n orange
Like a reese’s
I had to put together me a thesis
I think I like gold n diamonds on my Pieces
I came w perfect timing
On some g shit
I make her cum first
Like a prefix
She cumming back to back
That’s a remix
I leaf a hater stumped on some tree Shit
You prolly stand in line for some free Shit
I’m like a panamime
I ain’t say shit
She been a fan of mine
She ain’t say shit
I put her at the bottom of the playlist
I can control lightning
Like I’m raiden
My bitch a whole psychic
That’s so raven
Blowing racks so
Pockets fat whoa
Baby that’s zo
I’m so wavy
I hope to find those
Broken time codes
Got my mind froze
I done made it
Read the signs
Got it broken dine
Tried to quote a line
It was undefined
Got it underlined
Not a one of mine
Start it from the nine
Did it every time
Still dark enough
To get the sun to shine
Yeah they envy
Eyes green jungle vine
N I’ll still run a pound
Thru the underground
Shawty never had her a funner time
Now she on my page
Putting numbers up
Had to tell her
Bitch take ya number dine
She tryna wing it
Cause I’m fly
Told her I ain’t got the time
To put her under mine
Aye I’m done fuckin bitches one at a Time
Wanna ride dick
She don’t never wanna climb
I done been broke n rich
Rich again
Did the whole thing
Several times
Gas comin in
Several kinds
Got potnas doin federal time
Been said imma shine
I’m ahead of my time
Niggas scared of my kind
Got bread on my line
Hot lead in my nine
Stopped saying imma try
I knew u wouldn’t mind
Bought me a choppa
The new wooden kind
I got my footing now
If you didn’t know
Well you shouldn’t now
Hmmmmmm
I made her take a vow
Before I made her make a bow
Scrape a plate for chow
I just moved right up in a vacant House
Plates paper now
Look in my garage
I got pink slips but
My license plate still paper now
On ya bitch
Like a waist shaper now
Ran early plays then
But I’m stacking late paper now
Yeah everybody love me
I got fake haters now
Young zoda 9
On a great paper route
I made the time
To come back and save the town
Im putting my flavor down
My head so heavy
Cause I wear the crown
Leave it there for now
Niggas treading
On thin ice
Bitch you better be careful now
Bitch I don’t know
Wat I’m about to wear
I know your bitch were abouts
I might jus go dressed and
Jump in that pussy
And wear it out
F*ck it
Imma leave it right there for now
Say f*ck it
Imma leave it right there for now

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