Free Zoski (feat. BIG30 & EST Zo)

Ah, Big Zoski, bitch

Slimey slat

Nicky, how you feel? Yeah

Nicky, how you feel?

I miss my ****, that shit made me, we gon' kill 'em all

I hate that bitch 'cause she played me, I'm tryna fuck yo mama

Goofy **** in the way, thinkin' they gon' stop the cause

That money be the reason why your dogs snake you off

It's a switch up on the glizzy, turn his brain up, poster

The first shot hit his melon, he ain't get to see a doctor

Bitch, I'm swimmin' with lil' scary, higher than the helicopter

We tryna duck the coppers with a cop full of choppers

There's murder on my man, I'm the one who found his partner

Just copped a **** danglin', now his ass won't see tomorrow

Bypass my blood, bitch, I'm slidin' right or wrong

These **** in they feelings, so they makin' diss songs

When I'm thinkin' 'bout Austin, bitch, I'm gettin' a wolf gone

Granny, I know you watchin', just protect me when I'm doin' wrong

Posted on my album, with Big Bassey as my second homie

Up on every kind, get to dumpin' if they move wrong

Yeah, hatin' on my pocket till I get a bruise on me

Turtle hopped the counter, I been cuttin' food on it

Ridin' through, we hit your Glock, I seen the loose on it

They be huntin' for your top, I got five hundred blues on me

I broke off the whole gang, a lil' change, see what the love like

Lil' type put my partner back in breads, make sure you love right

Actin' like you see postin' meeks, **** got gun licenses

Shit be fun and games till the doctor say your love is dyin'

**** keep gon' sayin' we down and up but we ain't gun slidin'

Bruddy hold that lick back, I got shit like you a gun diamond

And I ain't ever heard of your big brother, he a bull probably

Ho **** can't come around me, I might have lil' bruh rob me

Hey, hey, bitch, I'm CEO, they know we put shit in a coffin

Big chopper, gang CEO, the chopper have my office

See every opp that was a problem on my son, we off'ed him

Oh, he a opp and we had drop him on my son, we shot him

These sticks are rarrin', you get to move and donate operation, there's no sparkin'

Trappers spent through my bruh, they left his bitch out by the garbage

Rich as fuck, give no fucks, I'm still gon' break a bitch regardless

Free shiesty out the fed, when he come out, he might go 'rarri

Ammunition switchin' fifty, might pop out with a fullet

A gangster never know, we gotta hollow for all the bullets

Tryna play me like I'm top, I had them killers in your bushes

Ain't loggin' on 'em, then I turn your bitch into some cookie (Yeah)