Zebra lyrics

[Intro: Yung Bans & Robb Bank$]
Y'all rockin' with DJ Scheme, little b*tch
Nuri the GOAT

[Chorus: Jackboy]
That my lil' eater, in her mouth, I feed her
She be f*cking on my clique, but you think she a keeper
She be f*cking on my clique, boy, you wifin' a skeezer
She callin' me a GOAT, but my dawg call me they zebra
Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling
That's when I was broke, now my ex b*tch in her feeling
Ex b*tch in her feeling, but I got no feeling
Only got some feeling when I'm drillin' in it
That my lil' eater, in her mouth, I feed her
She be f*cking on my clique, but you think she a keeper
She be f*cking on my clique, boy, you wifin' a skeezer
She callin' me a GOAT, but my dawg call me they zebra
Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling
That's when I was broke, now my ex b*tch in her feeling
Ex b*tch in her feeling, but I got no feeling
Only got some feeling when I'm drillin' in it

[Verse 1: Danny Towers]
She my little roller, said she f*cked Gunna
She said, "I could sex you up," I said, "b*tch, I don't want it"
I said, "Shut the f*ck up, come talk to me 'bout some money"
I be with some Zoes but you know my n*ggas bleeding
She gon' get me leaning, out here with no beaming
Fell in love with a chopper, keep that sucker in between us
f*ck a booby-trap, I'm throwing racks up like Serena
He said he want smoke, we gon' press him like panini
We gon' spin around, we don't play, put drums on the AK
Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it's too late
We gon' spin around, we don't play, put drums on the AK
Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it's too late
[Chorus: Jackboy]
That my lil' eater, in her mouth, I feed her
She be f*cking on my clique, but you think she a keeper
She be f*cking on my clique, boy, you wifin' a skeezer
She callin' me a GOAT, but my dawg call me they zebra
Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling
That's when I was broke, now my ex b*tch in her feeling
Ex b*tch in her feeling, but I got no feeling
Only got some feeling when I'm drillin' in it

[Verse 2: Jackboy]
She all in her feelings
Soon as I nut, I'm dippin'
Got a lil' b*tch wishing
And hopin' I don't go missing
She hopin' she won't get left
Put her on the pin like the ref
Cartier ice, pink sweats
I don't wanna f*ck one nat
I just wanna go stack checks
She just want a dude from the 'jects
We were riding 'round with TECs
Sold all that weight, just flex
Serve another plate for the fam'
When beef, all I see red
She a freak, all I want head
Could wish a b*tch in my bed
When I'm buried, dead, no TEC
When I'm buried, dead, no TEC
[Chorus: Jackboy]
That my lil' eater, in her mouth, I feed her
She be f*cking on my clique, but you think she a keeper
She be f*cking on my clique, boy, you wifin' a skeezer
She callin' me a GOAT, but my dawg call me they zebra
Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling
That's when I was broke, now my ex b*tch in her feeling
Ex b*tch in her feeling, but I got no feeling
Only got some feeling when I'm drillin' in it