Zod Freestyle lyrics

Ye ye! (laughing)


f*ck that n*gga i don’t know that n*gga
I’ll show that n*gga where he at though
f*ck that n*gga i don’t know that n*gga
n*gga talking sh*t I put him on his back though

817 and a 187
In your mother f*cking chest, and your back though, who let these mother f*cking children in the game? Marvin check the back door

Recognize you f*cking with an adult
You are just a toad just a tadpole
Punk rappers run the game though
Wait wait
Punk rappers run the game though?
Whats next b*tch made, maybelline tracks mane?
Go platinum off a dress, dang
Go platinum off a purse, dang

n*gga why you talking that sh*t?

Mane


f*ck that n*gga i dont know that n*gga
I’ll show that n*gga where he at though
f*ck that n*gga i don’t know that n*gga
n*gga talking sh*t I put him on his back though

n*gga talking sh*t, what?



Guaranteed i leave you bleeding in the dark
Guaranteed the ligaments shred to pieces
I’m at piece, when my shoe crease in ya heart
Size a 11 imprint admire art
My n*gga y’all n*ggas
Y’all n*gga sound like a bunch of fraud n*ggas
Get your back on the wall
Drop the soap on purpose, ah n*gga


f*ck that n*gga i dont know that n*gga
I’ll show that n*gga where he at though
f*ck that n*gga i don’t know that n*gga
n*gga talking sh*t I put him on his back though



f*ck that, f*ck That, f*ck that !

Stop that hoe
Bro these n*ggas is like tripping bro
These n*ggas tripping in the game, for real
f*ck is you n*ggas doing bruh?
sh*t is ridiculous, yeah


Cut it !