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Zavon Aaron Paschall
Zavon Aaron Paschall
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Know you're coming back Hit that shit Z And I assure that Oh hell no, mama, Zavon here Oh no, hold my dog, No no no, I need to get a picture Yuh Yuh, Yuh Why you do me like that, to leave me like this Bet you come back when a nigga get rich When I was broke didn't know I exist Now they chase me cause I hold all the chips Chips with the guac a band in each sock Slapping my new shit til they fall the cops Fuck you gon tell me, they gon sing too Know all the words sing-along on the news Z a v o n Don't have to ask know I go in Not in this shit for no new friends But make an exception if your name is Ben Call him Benji's, the dick is not free Girl thought I told you don't touch my LV Getting to close, imma Heisman trophy Ya whole salary worth a diamond on me Come fuck witcha boy more cash than ya last Make sure the future look none like the past Everything free, once you fuck with Z Don't even ask know that check on me So don't check on me Unless you got cheese unless you got guap Ran up a mil in these lil quarter socks Don't call the cops, the boys in the blue They just gon show up and sing all my shit too Why you do me like that, and leave me like this Bet you come back when a nigga get rich When I was broke didn't know I exist Now they chase me cause I hold all the chips Chips with the guac a band in each sock Slapping my new shit til they fall the cops Fuck you gon tell me, they gon sing too Know all the words sing along on the news Comin right back cause I hold all the chips now Curvin yo shit the scenario flipped now Cocky as hell I can fuck any bish now Gold digging on my dick imma cash cow Makin these hits, now you wanna know-how Women gonna last, they ain't gotta come first Put your head down make ya verse out the dirt Ball till I fall and my name on a shirt But I didn't get murked, I just put in that work All by myself, and the millions appeared Look how damn good I done got in a year See crystal clear, every year is my year I'll say it again while I'm boarding the lier You did me like that to come back like this Knew you'd come back when a nigga got rich When I was broke didn't know I exist No more counting change AP on my wrist What mean he ain't coming in baby Stands for Audemar Piguet you know I got the royal oak You said flexing? What is flex, You said flexing I got the royal oak AP You did what Order an 8 piece with my AP Girl I can't even get my own picture You messed it up for all of us Me you and scruff Damn
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