Yeah, inhale too much ZaZa
I'm burning through my,
(2Ezzy on some other shit), ooh
Inhale too much, uh yeah
I'm burning through my lungs
Inhale too much, uh, uh, I, ooh
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Yeah, inhale too much ZaZa
I burned through my lungs
Smoke you 'bout my brother
You're dead, bitch you're done
No not the same
Over my twin no discussion
Same niggas that I had caught and sided up
Tryna be in our discussion
We rollin' out in Bentaygas
Bitches, bad hoes startin' to love us
Iced, brodie was a paint brush
Life startin' to feel like a canvas
Run this bitch like we don't give no fucks
Like mama didn't teach us no manners
Run this bitch like wе don't give no fucks
Get to it, don't just stand therе
Designer my toe when I step on my foe
Still with my mates like, pip pip, cheerio
I told a bad bitch to leave me alone
'Cause I'm in the 'yo, I just got in my zone
I'm talking my shit while I sip this Patrón
(*Sip*, phew, I'm hit)
Finna record the rest of this hit
Then I proceed to go fuck the bad bitch
Still with my slimes and I never could switch
Cannot stop 'til we all ice the wrist
If she stay down, 'bout to tie you my bitch
I'ma see what she on, might Prada her fit
She gonna see what I'm on and know what she missed
I can't come in 'cause I don't need the risk
Ask what I'm on then I plead the fifth
I smoke all my gas, I got a deal
Yeah, inhale too much ZaZa
I burned through my lungs
Smoke you 'bout my brother
You're dead, bitch you're done
No not the same
Over my twin no discussion
Same niggas that I had caught and sided up
Tryna be in our discussion
We rollin' out in Bentaygas
Bitches, bad hoes startin' to love us
Iced, brodie was a paint brush
Life startin' to feel like a canvas
Run this bitch like we don't give no fucks
Like mama didn't teach us no manners
Run this bitch like we don't give no fucks
Get to it, don't just stand there
