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Zoe Kravitz
Hip-Hop/Rap
Zoe Kravitz was released on June 11, 2024 by BLOOHUNNEDS / SNBM as a part of the album Actually, Here
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Release DateJune 11, 2024
LabelBLOOHUNNEDS / SNBM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Shea
Joseph Shea
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Liwi
Liwi
Producer

Lyrics

She call me daddy, but im not her poppa
If we see opps, we got choppas to stop em
Serving that bag, n i had to restock it
Dont like chipotle, i still get the guaccy
Got a lil bad bitch, and she into fashion
She like a barbie, but be acting bratty
Im at the rave, gave a white bitch some addy
I spit in her butt, but i treat her so classy
I dont do dirt to these ****, thats trashy
They still finding a reason to trip, doing backflips
Say u got stacks but it aint really mathing
You signing a check with those threats, Imma cash em
Crack em like cashew, thats word to St. Matthews
I coulda been pastor, but i chose the latter
Rapping off acid, i see no distractions
I take em to class, all that jazz is for bastards
She call me daddy, but im not her poppa
If we see opps, we got choppas to stop em
Serving that bag, n i had to restock it
Dont like chipotle, i still get the guaccy
Got a lil bad bitch, and she into fashion
She like a barbie, but be acting bratty
Im at the rave, gave a white bitch some addy
Might spit in her butt, but i treat her so classy
I dont do dirt to these ****, thats trashy
They still finding a reason to trip, doing backflips
Say u got stacks but it aint really mathing
You signing a check with those threats, Imma cash em
Crack em like cashew, thats word to St. Matthews
I coulda been pastor, but i chose the latter
Rapping off acid, i see no distractions
I take em to class, all that jazz is for bastards
Im in the attic, with cash in my mattress
Fulfilling my passions, no matter how massive
Got Zoe Kravitz, she treat me like batman
I gave her a bag, she been acting so catty
Dont touch my bad bitch, my fabrics, my tracklist
You going out sad, cause your life's a disaster
I feel like atlas, the world on my back
In the back of the trap, Where the rats sniffing rabbit
I got some cabbage, I stashed it and passed it
For times that I fasted, I'm thankful im past it
I don't got Practice, Im thrashing so natural
My flows are so Gastric it neutralize Acid
Told her Potassium, take off your glasses
And bless me so casually, matter fact rapidly
Tired of the flow I wont use it no more
I was never that average you **** can have it
Written by: Joseph Shea
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