In Public lyrics

by

Z Money


[Intro]
I smoke gas in public
I drink lean in public
You know them b*tches love it

[Hook][x2]
I sell dope in public, I smoke gas in public
I drink lean in public, round [?] in public
b*tches bust in public, hold my di*k in public
30s out in public, it’s a man down public

[Verse 1 – Zmoney]
I got that gas bag, ZMoney with your hash tag
Pulling off in [?], f*cking off that fast cash
Where your cash bag, star stunna where’s your man bag
Stunting like [?], n*gga on some first class
Giuseppe swag class, little beamer we drive real fast
f*ck the cops, I [?] in public, and I f*ck a lot
Hustling raw, your b*tch she love me, she want to f*ck the boss
It’s a fake n*gga in public, it’s a bunch of y’all

[Hook][x2]

[Verse 2 – King Louie]
She ain’t got no sisters, Imma f*ck her cousin
No sisters, no cousins, Imma f*ck her buddies
I smoke off in public, you’ll get whacked in public
Get into it with me, can’t come back in public
I be strapped at home, I be strapped in public
Picked her up from your house, got some top in public
She suck it suck it long time, till I nutted
My cars got no tints, I like to ride in public
I crack cars in public, I sell rock in public
Flexing like you someone, you’ll get robbed in public
Your b*tch thick as f*ck, got me hard in public
He was woofing on the net and got shot in public
[Hook][x2]
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