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Zacgocrazy - 4Gettin Lyrics
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Took the traction off this bitch can't even drive straight
Take this bitch away from me, she givin' me a migraine
F*ck nigga, keep talkin', feed him to piranhas, live bait
I just took the beanie bean cannot concentrate
I don't give a f*ck, I don't give a f*ck, yuh
Only about the guap cheese, I'ma talk to ya
Smokin' on some broccoli, it f*ck up the lung
Issa pink with a tablet, I think I'm done, ha
Glitchin' out my body, bitch, I keep goin' insane
F*ck a diamond chain, I'd rather go put money on his brain
I don't feel no pain, I'm smokin' back-to-back, right to the face
I'm goin' 360, trickshot a bitch, nigga, just like I'm Faze
Woah
Runnin' laps around the room, off shrooms hallucinate
Ha
I just had to really pour a deuce I couldn't wait
Ha
That hoe said she want me, I want her face, yah
I don't give a f*ck, you know it, take money to make ya
Play this bitch like Sega, I apply the pressure
807, Hellcat, see you later, yeah
No, it do not matter, don't call me a rapper
These bullets, get to smacking
Frr-frrr
Mushrooms, creativity is in the roof
He a bitch, what he supposed to do
He not gon up a tool
Can't stop what I'm doin', I like to switch up the rules
Drugs demonstrate on how that bitch nigga think that he boul
I'ma stare at the bag till it's gone
Take another bean, forget the shit, with benzo,
That bitch turned into a fiend, I'm happy that she had to go
I just walked inside the bitch, you don't got money, won't do show
Whoa, no GLE, this bitch a race car
F*ck what you talkin' bout, your music not art
Pacing in place, one take, cold heart
Don't ask me no questions, turn into a retard
Turn into a dummy Tho
Riding round, you catch me swerving' through the pothole
Nigga beefing bouta hoe, he think he macho
You brang that lil' ass knife, got a rifle
Bitch, you cannot find a way for me to go and give a shit
Poured a three up in this bitch, I need to go and take a piss
Had a bad day, brighten it up, look at my wrist
You keep flexing', designer, took 20 bucks to make it
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Took the traction off this bitch can't even drive straight
Take this bitch away from me, she givin' me a migraine
F*ck nigga, keep talkin', feed him to piranhas, live bait
I just took the beanie bean cannot concentrate
I don't give a f*ck, I don't give a f*ck, yuh
Only about the guap cheese, I'ma talk to ya
Smokin' on some broccoli, it f*ck up the lung
Issa pink with a tablet, I think I'm done, ha
Glitchin' out my body, bitch, I keep goin' insane
F*ck a diamond chain, I'd rather go put money on his brain
I don't feel no pain, I'm smokin' back-to-back, right to the face
I'm goin' 360, trickshot a bitch, nigga, just like I'm Faze
Woah
Runnin' laps around the room, off shrooms hallucinate
Ha
I just had to really pour a deuce I couldn't wait
Ha
That hoe said she want me, I want her face, yah
I don't give a f*ck, you know it, take money to make ya
Play this bitch like Sega, I apply the pressure
807, Hellcat, see you later, yeah
No, it do not matter, don't call me a rapper
These bullets, get to smacking
Frr-frrr
Mushrooms, creativity is in the roof
He a bitch, what he supposed to do
He not gon up a tool
Can't stop what I'm doin', I like to switch up the rules
Drugs demonstrate on how that bitch nigga think that he boul
I'ma stare at the bag till it's gone
Take another bean, forget the shit, with benzo,
That bitch turned into a fiend, I'm happy that she had to go
I just walked inside the bitch, you don't got money, won't do show
Whoa, no GLE, this bitch a race car
F*ck what you talkin' bout, your music not art
Pacing in place, one take, cold heart
Don't ask me no questions, turn into a retard
Turn into a dummy Tho
Riding round, you catch me swerving' through the pothole
Nigga beefing bouta hoe, he think he macho
You brang that lil' ass knife, got a rifle
Bitch, you cannot find a way for me to go and give a shit
Poured a three up in this bitch, I need to go and take a piss
Had a bad day, brighten it up, look at my wrist
You keep flexing', designer, took 20 bucks to make it
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Writer: Zacgocrazy, Zac Mosbahi
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Performed By: Zacgocrazy
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Zacgocrazy, Zac Mosbahi

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