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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zack Cokas
Zack Cokas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zack Cokas
Zack Cokas
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Hook)
Whatchu talking bout 'lil Willis
I'm religious with the fitness
Got respect we talkin' business
I'm familiar with digits
Like the mammas with the Fitbits
Unfamiliar with the limits
I've been cooking like a chemist
Always asking how I did this
Hol' up
(Verse 1)
Everybody asking what's the news what's the business
Nothing really either with my crew or the misses
Must be silly anything I do you a witness
Gold is getting heavy on my neck like the Olympics
I'm Batman these people Robin me of my residuals
Pity you, you're miserable
Next time I'm getting physical
Lately I've been on the fence with whom to call my business pals
Anyone that cross me now can gladly hold my genitals
Ugh
I'm an emotional wreck
I'm a poet I won't show it
'Less you write me a check
all the kids that flocking now are always asking what's next
If you can't pay me out in cash you better pay me respect
(Hook)
Whatchu talking bout 'lil Willis
I'm religious with the fitness
got respect we talkin' business
I'm familiar with digits
Like the mammas with the Fitbits
Unfamiliar with the limits
I've been cooking like a chemist
always asking how I did this
Hol' up
(Verse 2)
Most of y'all be talking out your ass thought you were destined
I'm an OG Macking on your girl like bitch you guessed it
Dolo in the HOV so I might get arrested
My complexion is the one that they don't tend to mess with
Police let me off when I was younger with possession
Could have lost my scholarships on god thought I was bless-ed
They could give a fuck about me
Just trynna teach a lesson
Kid in town thought he was hard he went and got a weapon
Buddy got on a setlist
Trynna be on his best-est
I'm not rappin' no pretend
All American reject
Shawty wanna be my mistress
Sorry I have a misses
Sent Emoji with kisses
I'm sick and tired of the classy folk
Catch me rapping boats and hoes whatever floats your boat
I'm on vacation with my bros so let me take a toke
this my proposal to the game, I hope she ain't eloped
I see the new boys on the block
Honestly, I'm not scared of ya, the bars lacking character
I could rap circles around you when I was sliding down the banisters
I see you jumping off the porch make sure you nail the landing first
(Hook)
Whatchu talking bout 'lil Willis
I'm religious with the fitness
Got respect we talkin' business
I'm familiar with digits
Like the mammas with the Fitbits
Unfamiliar with the limits
I've been cooking like a chemist
Always asking how I did this
Hol' up
Written by: Zack Cokas
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