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Zombie on the track Let me take a swig of that Henny real quick Too many cappin' niggas man Too many cappin' bitches out here, man Either you gettin' money or you cappin' That's it, uh Pushin' V's, hundreds in my jeans, that's a hundred G's Bougie bitch, says she wanna leave, well, fuck it, leave You ain't got no car, you ain't got no keys (You ain't got no keys) Now call that Uber to take you home And when you leave, leave me alone Don't hit my phone Pour me up some Hennessy, roll up a bone, I'm tired of hoes How the hell you broke but wearin' designer clothes? You stupid hoe, I swear I'm through with those 'Cause damn, they do the most That clout and shit, I don't care 'bout the shit I don't care if you've known Them cappin' guys, always rappin' lies, but be a rat inside Chasin' cheese, I'm out here chasin' green You either trap or die What's brackin' five? We packin 30s, 40s, and we packin' 9s I'm packin' mine, my pockets fat inside 'cause bitch I'm stackin' mine If you ain't comin' out to make no money then nigga go back inside Was sober for a minute, I drank that Henny and now I'm back alive Yeah, I'm humble, but I got different sides, so ayy, don't act surprised RedLyfe Gang, we wildin' out (RedLyfe) Rich nigga without havin' clout (Uh-huh) Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin' (Man, pick a side) Either you trappin' or you cappin' (Ain't no switchin' sides) Either you trappin' or you cappin' (Period) Ayy, ay Flip a check, soon as you get a check, make that money stretch Spend a check, just to get a bitch, man, that's a dummy flex Goofy guys, we don't know them niggas, we like "Who them guys?" 'Cause where I'm from it's do or die, you do for me, I do for mine Hoppin' out the foreign with the Louie slides, movie time Go against the gang, that's a suicide, don't do it slime Never snitchin', if I do the crime, I'ma do the time Never switchin', if you forever loyal I'll forever ride Handle business, mind my business Fuck your business, not my business I be where that money at This not lean, it's Cognac Damn, I need that loud pack, where brodie at? Man, I swear I act just like my zodiac (Aries shit) Shout out my SG niggas, that's what my krodie jack (Krodie) Can't say you loyal to me, nah, you gotta show me that And I'ma hold me down, ya'll niggas can't hold me back RedLyfe Gang, we wildin' out (Ayy) Rich nigga without havin' clout (Uh) Ayy, either you trappin' or you cappin' (Man, pick a side) Either you trappin' or you cappin' (Ain't no switchin' sides) Either you trappin' or you cappin' (Period) Ayy (Ooh) These niggas out here, man Fake flexin' Either you gettin' money or you gettin', you know what I mean? Or you, or you, you tellin' lies, man You out here cappin' Too many niggas out here cappin', bitches cappin' Actin' like they got it Too many niggas out here actin' like they got it Spendin' money, and they ain't even got it Just to impress a hoe, man, y'all weird bro Come on, man, get your money up, man Ayy Either you trappin' or you cappin' Either you trappin' or you cappin' (Zombie on the track)
Writer(s): William Coleman, Katorah Marrero Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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