(ZBoy goin' crazy)
I'm tryna be heard, say that
Big Blrrrd
On FaceTime with my mama (mama), "Why you in the city still
Like it ain't over twenty niggas tryna get you killed?" (Killed)
"Like it ain't ten on your head?" I'm like, "Ma, be for real" (for real)
They wanna get your baby (baby), gotta drop a whole mil' (a mil')
They gon' have to break the bank (the bank), they gon' have to spend some money (some money)
Like I don't move strategic 'round this bitch and kill the dummies (ha)
I done saw shit I couldn't stomach (stomach), went home and I vomit (ugh)
They done shot that boy so many times in his brain, bust his onion (to his head)
In my block, we the dumbest (the dumbest), we go on hits with junkies
You'd think that's just a cone, he got a switch tucked in his undies
And he on go for sure (sure), just can't get off that dope (that dope)
But that don't take the fact that junkie know just what he know (know just what he know)
I can get a whole family killed for an ounce of that dope (that dope)
I'm at your back door knockin', pussy, come answer the door (back door)
My mama seen me in the South with a Glock 29
'Fore she could even hug me, my mama had started cryin' (cryin')
And we was at her friend house, whose son had died (need you)
But that wasn't just your friend's son, lil' Jay was one of mine (yeah)
Jayhot one of a kind (kind), he slidin' every time (time)
Let a nigga play with 30, somethin' dyin' every time (dyin' every time)
Put on for Choppa Gang seven days a week (Choppa), two times on Sunday (Sunday)
XD, 10 milli' Glock (Glock), full-auto Drac', that's how I'm comin' (comin')
Got a Glock with a blue grip on the switch, call that ho Sonic (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
If you scared, go to church (church), they got Bible study every Monday (Monday)
Really, that shit on Wednesday (Wednesday), I went to church before (yup)
Funeral be on Saturday, I got somethin' murked before (yup, yup, yup)
Just had to whoop my daughter, she tryna twerk at four (the f*ck?)
TikTok f*ckin' 'em up, poison these kids as they grow (they grow)
I swear these times changed, I had to sneak with a MySpace (MySpace)
My mama and them wasn't talkin' 'bout shit, but grandmama didn't play (grandmama didn't play)
Had a Glock when I was thirteen, my granny made uncle take it (take it)
My daddy called like, "Give that back it's for my son safety" (safety)
Play with me, you get wasted (wasted), I was lit 'fore "Allegations" (I been lit)
After I dropped that bitch, I need 50K for a statement (bitch)
That mean they pay me to speak (speak), Thirtball ain't doin' no snitchin' (no)
I'm throwin' L's in this SRT, Mr. Curb Dodgin', ditchin' (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm quick to curve, dodgin' bitches (bitches)
The ho could be badder than Beyoncé, won't get a penny (a dime)
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes in style, I'm from Memphis (a crime)
Ain't even givin' ho some money, it's a waitress that I'm tippin'
I ain't doin' no more frontin', I'm impatient, pay me instantly
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(ZBoy goin' crazy)
I'm tryna be heard, say that
Big Blrrrd
On FaceTime with my mama (mama), "Why you in the city still
Like it ain't over twenty niggas tryna get you killed?" (Killed)
"Like it ain't ten on your head?" I'm like, "Ma, be for real" (for real)
They wanna get your baby (baby), gotta drop a whole mil' (a mil')
They gon' have to break the bank (the bank), they gon' have to spend some money (some money)
Like I don't move strategic 'round this bitch and kill the dummies (ha)
I done saw shit I couldn't stomach (stomach), went home and I vomit (ugh)
They done shot that boy so many times in his brain, bust his onion (to his head)
In my block, we the dumbest (the dumbest), we go on hits with junkies
You'd think that's just a cone, he got a switch tucked in his undies
And he on go for sure (sure), just can't get off that dope (that dope)
But that don't take the fact that junkie know just what he know (know just what he know)
I can get a whole family killed for an ounce of that dope (that dope)
I'm at your back door knockin', pussy, come answer the door (back door)
My mama seen me in the South with a Glock 29
'Fore she could even hug me, my mama had started cryin' (cryin')
And we was at her friend house, whose son had died (need you)
But that wasn't just your friend's son, lil' Jay was one of mine (yeah)
Jayhot one of a kind (kind), he slidin' every time (time)
Let a nigga play with 30, somethin' dyin' every time (dyin' every time)
Put on for Choppa Gang seven days a week (Choppa), two times on Sunday (Sunday)
XD, 10 milli' Glock (Glock), full-auto Drac', that's how I'm comin' (comin')
Got a Glock with a blue grip on the switch, call that ho Sonic (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
If you scared, go to church (church), they got Bible study every Monday (Monday)
Really, that shit on Wednesday (Wednesday), I went to church before (yup)
Funeral be on Saturday, I got somethin' murked before (yup, yup, yup)
Just had to whoop my daughter, she tryna twerk at four (the f*ck?)
TikTok f*ckin' 'em up, poison these kids as they grow (they grow)
I swear these times changed, I had to sneak with a MySpace (MySpace)
My mama and them wasn't talkin' 'bout shit, but grandmama didn't play (grandmama didn't play)
Had a Glock when I was thirteen, my granny made uncle take it (take it)
My daddy called like, "Give that back it's for my son safety" (safety)
Play with me, you get wasted (wasted), I was lit 'fore "Allegations" (I been lit)
After I dropped that bitch, I need 50K for a statement (bitch)
That mean they pay me to speak (speak), Thirtball ain't doin' no snitchin' (no)
I'm throwin' L's in this SRT, Mr. Curb Dodgin', ditchin' (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm quick to curve, dodgin' bitches (bitches)
The ho could be badder than Beyoncé, won't get a penny (a dime)
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes in style, I'm from Memphis (a crime)
Ain't even givin' ho some money, it's a waitress that I'm tippin'
I ain't doin' no more frontin', I'm impatient, pay me instantly
I'm tryna be heard, say that
Big Blrrrd
On FaceTime with my mama (mama), "Why you in the city still
Like it ain't over twenty niggas tryna get you killed?" (Killed)
"Like it ain't ten on your head?" I'm like, "Ma, be for real" (for real)
They wanna get your baby (baby), gotta drop a whole mil' (a mil')
They gon' have to break the bank (the bank), they gon' have to spend some money (some money)
Like I don't move strategic 'round this bitch and kill the dummies (ha)
I done saw shit I couldn't stomach (stomach), went home and I vomit (ugh)
They done shot that boy so many times in his brain, bust his onion (to his head)
In my block, we the dumbest (the dumbest), we go on hits with junkies
You'd think that's just a cone, he got a switch tucked in his undies
And he on go for sure (sure), just can't get off that dope (that dope)
But that don't take the fact that junkie know just what he know (know just what he know)
I can get a whole family killed for an ounce of that dope (that dope)
I'm at your back door knockin', pussy, come answer the door (back door)
My mama seen me in the South with a Glock 29
'Fore she could even hug me, my mama had started cryin' (cryin')
And we was at her friend house, whose son had died (need you)
But that wasn't just your friend's son, lil' Jay was one of mine (yeah)
Jayhot one of a kind (kind), he slidin' every time (time)
Let a nigga play with 30, somethin' dyin' every time (dyin' every time)
Put on for Choppa Gang seven days a week (Choppa), two times on Sunday (Sunday)
XD, 10 milli' Glock (Glock), full-auto Drac', that's how I'm comin' (comin')
Got a Glock with a blue grip on the switch, call that ho Sonic (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
If you scared, go to church (church), they got Bible study every Monday (Monday)
Really, that shit on Wednesday (Wednesday), I went to church before (yup)
Funeral be on Saturday, I got somethin' murked before (yup, yup, yup)
Just had to whoop my daughter, she tryna twerk at four (the f*ck?)
TikTok f*ckin' 'em up, poison these kids as they grow (they grow)
I swear these times changed, I had to sneak with a MySpace (MySpace)
My mama and them wasn't talkin' 'bout shit, but grandmama didn't play (grandmama didn't play)
Had a Glock when I was thirteen, my granny made uncle take it (take it)
My daddy called like, "Give that back it's for my son safety" (safety)
Play with me, you get wasted (wasted), I was lit 'fore "Allegations" (I been lit)
After I dropped that bitch, I need 50K for a statement (bitch)
That mean they pay me to speak (speak), Thirtball ain't doin' no snitchin' (no)
I'm throwin' L's in this SRT, Mr. Curb Dodgin', ditchin' (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm quick to curve, dodgin' bitches (bitches)
The ho could be badder than Beyoncé, won't get a penny (a dime)
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes in style, I'm from Memphis (a crime)
Ain't even givin' ho some money, it's a waitress that I'm tippin'
I ain't doin' no more frontin', I'm impatient, pay me instantly
Writer: Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.