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​zombycare



[Intro: phreshboyswag]
(Oh, it's your boy, Mack, i'm in the back with your b*tch, backphobic.co)

[Verse 1: bleood]
I'm whipping with the pot
I'm whipping with the pot
I'm whipping the pot and your b*tch on my c*ck, n*gga
Take off my drawls
If he talk, he get popped
Been stacking my guap, been stacking my guap
He talking on Nett', then he see himself shot
Talking on set, then his body gon' flop
Give me your drank, she been up in my drawls
Told her, shake that sh*t til' the 808s stop
Told her, shake that sh*t til' the 808s stop
Told her, shake that sh*t til' your leg gon' pop
Yeah, we in the f*cking back of party, nonstop
I'm the back of the party and f*cking hella thots
She gon' suck my til' her jaw bone pop
Finna hit that lick, b*tch, I cannot stop
b*tch, I make my fits, no, you cannot talk
Talking sh*t, she gon' see his blood
Yeah, I got that sh*t that you cannot cope
Err, err

[Verse 2: Nettspend]
Yеah, we rocking that sh*t that you cannot cope
I'm in this b*tch, me and m4ri clutch mag'
Prеpare us, we jump out fast
You look sad and you look mad
I'm so high, feeling? I'm so glad
Why you look up through window, are you mad?
Swag, swag
Swag, girl
Yeah, swag
But I can't get mad and if I do, I might crashout
With my brothers and we keep that tool
Said my back .co, link dot
Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Shoutout all my brothers
Said i'm making sh*t, so can't get intact with your brothers
Shoutout, shoutout, shoutout
Shoutout, shoutout, shoutout
Shoutout, shoutout, shoutout
Shoutout, shoutout, shoutout (yk, what the f*ck?)
[Verse 3: zombycare]
She keep bouncing, feel the 808s, yeah
Feel the 808s, yeah
I-I-I know sh*t, that Glock is locked
And he tryna f*ck with me, kick rocks
Rocks, uh, uh, uh
Got silencer, uh, uh, uh
f*ck with me, uh, uh, uh
Shut the f*ck up, up, up, up
Shut the f*ck up, n*ggas always gotta learn how
Hey f*ckboy, oh, these n*ggas tryna fight us, now?
Gen 5, boy, keep us out with picky pick
If I see y'all lost, then you know we get around
Wanna talk to nobody, oh, save the sounds, oh
I don't give a f*ck, give a f*ck, give a f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f*ck
Perfect, I care less
Gotta shawty who went off on you-u-u-u-u
I'm so f*cked up, what's in my cup?
Got three people stealing swag from me
And now I know who really f*ck with me
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