In My Zone / Calico From Mexico 2 lyrics

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[Intro]
I’m in my zone (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m in my zone, I’m in my zone, I’m in my zone

[Verse]
I’m a demon in a f*cking demon n*gga
Can’t have no rap n*ggas creeping wit you
Go up then n*ggas wan’ beef it wit you
You dead partner, I’ll leave you with him
Switch on this blick, we illegal with it
Some of partners still in the trenches
Said f*ck ‘em all and I got them digits, yeah, got them digits
Make them boys get busy, this sh*t wicked
Need the blues, I’ll get to twitching
Rags to riches, I want a Richard
Bros over hoes, I want a Rolls
She addicted to me, this b*tch say I’m dope
Keep it firm and steady like a rope
My nerds bang heads like the [?]
In Mexico, got them Calicos
b*tch you could live fast and die slow
Ex b*tch ain’t sh*t to me but another hoe
Ima tell if ya real by me saying no
I’ll slime ya ass, you ain't my f*cking bro
Where these hoes gon’ go the day I go broke? I don’t know, it ain’t gon’ ever happen
Get ya eyes out that phone, at that red light lackin'
Redeye take 'em on a chase all up in traffic
Some of my partners they drug trafficking
Knew I was him when I started rapping
They thought I was not and they started laughing
Some of my n*ggas got hats, and no, I ain’t capping
Stabbing that pus*y, I get to jabbing
She riding that di*k like that b*tch a maverick
This some sh*t you can’t clean up just with a napkin
Make ‘em disappear with money, pfft, magic
In the stu, I’m cooling with lil Fatty
Lining the play up just like a tally
You a tough guy, meet me in the ally-
Sounds of that fully
I ain’t new to this, b*tch I ain’t a rookie
f*ck all that sh*t, tell her, “give me that pus*y”
Stars don’t align, man them b*tches be crooked
It started with arguing, that's how they booked me
Up in the Stingray, and I got it pushin'
I'll front ya' but lil' b*tch, don't push it
Givenchy tee, no this ain't Stussy
I'ma rip raw plastic if she keep looking
I'ma take out my plastic if these n*ggas looking —
Hold up, you think I’m dumb?
Counted a hunnid up without my thumb
Fifty on this b*tch, it look like a drum
Chew ‘em up and spit ‘em out like gum
Mama, look at what the f*ck I’ve become
These people used to think I was dumb (ha ha ha, yeah)
Bird Bidness, Double R, Really Rich sh*t, PMO business
Free Do, Free Sosa