Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Topic you know that boy Zion he run that
Got the people all begging please drop us some music that other bullshit is just so whack
I perfected the formula now they're all swarmin' him that nigga hot and that's no cap
If I come to your city and your bitch is pretty i'm sorry you wont get your hoe back
And i'm talking my shit all year for real
These niggas so lame and got no appeal
I'ma grind for this shit give a f*ck boutta deal
I know that they're mad give a f*ck how they feel
Niggas said that I switched
Come on lets keep it real
Wasn't down with a nigga when I had no bill
Never gave me no food when I couldn't get a meal
So I keep the gang tight like a motherf*ckin' seal
I had to ape shit for them people to see i'm the greatest
I said pull off the lot with no tag everybody replayed it
All you niggas who prayed that I'd flop is so sad never sweat I wont break it
Every time that a motherf*cker drop they all jam cause Young Zion is A-List
Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Kick off
They're not ready for Zion to lift off
You ain't seen me get up with no niggas online cause i love to let all of them sticks talk
I'm just tryna stack up for my future
Cause back in the past a lil nigga was so lost
Put the Co on my back
And you know that's a fact and you know that's a fact all my niggas gone jump like a tip off
Ridin' round through the valley at night
Put a quartwe inside of Russian and light
And I swear All these nigga be cap I can hear in their raps they're not pressing on shit in real life
And you know that i'm still down to jack if I gotta
I cant lie man a lil nigga trife
And you know that i'm so sorry mama
I cant lie ma I'm not livin' right
Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Young Zion 6600 - Biscotti Lyrics
Young Zion 6600 - Biscotti Lyrics
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Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Topic you know that boy Zion he run that
Got the people all begging please drop us some music that other bullshit is just so whack
I perfected the formula now they're all swarmin' him that nigga hot and that's no cap
If I come to your city and your bitch is pretty i'm sorry you wont get your hoe back
And i'm talking my shit all year for real
These niggas so lame and got no appeal
I'ma grind for this shit give a f*ck boutta deal
I know that they're mad give a f*ck how they feel
Niggas said that I switched
Come on lets keep it real
Wasn't down with a nigga when I had no bill
Never gave me no food when I couldn't get a meal
So I keep the gang tight like a motherf*ckin' seal
I had to ape shit for them people to see i'm the greatest
I said pull off the lot with no tag everybody replayed it
All you niggas who prayed that I'd flop is so sad never sweat I wont break it
Every time that a motherf*cker drop they all jam cause Young Zion is A-List
Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Kick off
They're not ready for Zion to lift off
You ain't seen me get up with no niggas online cause i love to let all of them sticks talk
I'm just tryna stack up for my future
Cause back in the past a lil nigga was so lost
Put the Co on my back
And you know that's a fact and you know that's a fact all my niggas gone jump like a tip off
Ridin' round through the valley at night
Put a quartwe inside of Russian and light
And I swear All these nigga be cap I can hear in their raps they're not pressing on shit in real life
And you know that i'm still down to jack if I gotta
I cant lie man a lil nigga trife
And you know that i'm so sorry mama
I cant lie ma I'm not livin' right
Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Topic you know that boy Zion he run that
Got the people all begging please drop us some music that other bullshit is just so whack
I perfected the formula now they're all swarmin' him that nigga hot and that's no cap
If I come to your city and your bitch is pretty i'm sorry you wont get your hoe back
And i'm talking my shit all year for real
These niggas so lame and got no appeal
I'ma grind for this shit give a f*ck boutta deal
I know that they're mad give a f*ck how they feel
Niggas said that I switched
Come on lets keep it real
Wasn't down with a nigga when I had no bill
Never gave me no food when I couldn't get a meal
So I keep the gang tight like a motherf*ckin' seal
I had to ape shit for them people to see i'm the greatest
I said pull off the lot with no tag everybody replayed it
All you niggas who prayed that I'd flop is so sad never sweat I wont break it
Every time that a motherf*cker drop they all jam cause Young Zion is A-List
Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Kick off
They're not ready for Zion to lift off
You ain't seen me get up with no niggas online cause i love to let all of them sticks talk
I'm just tryna stack up for my future
Cause back in the past a lil nigga was so lost
Put the Co on my back
And you know that's a fact and you know that's a fact all my niggas gone jump like a tip off
Ridin' round through the valley at night
Put a quartwe inside of Russian and light
And I swear All these nigga be cap I can hear in their raps they're not pressing on shit in real life
And you know that i'm still down to jack if I gotta
I cant lie man a lil nigga trife
And you know that i'm so sorry mama
I cant lie ma I'm not livin' right
Walk with a check
Im smokin' Biscotti it's killin' my chest
Big dog under 21 show me respect
I've been up in the lab ain't got no time sex
I've been up countin' guala ain't no time for stress
New beam on the chop I ain't never scared to let go
If it's beef i'll pull up with my dogs like it's Petco
Got a bad lil thing she gone do what I say so
By my lonely whenever I get to the pesos
They all cant believe a nigga really took off
They done f*cked got a nigga pissed off
Drop a bag at the store for the wrist watch
Bust down baby that bitch does not tick-tok
Im in love with the blues I might learn how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's running the field like this shit was a kick off
Writer: Christopher Jackson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid