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Cars only impress broke people, Liabilities only impress broke people Clothes only impress broke people, Bags only impress broke people Shoes only impress broke people, You behaving like you have money Only impress broke people I love them opai, yeah her boobies, This ain't no club house don't act goofy No,I'll never spend the night, Check my phone and you gon' cry I be up at two, I done seen some ghouls, You can't hang Do some dumb shit with my bro, Do some Zom shit with my bro Dropping a bomb on you niggas, Look like Nagasaki Shoutout Zom sito who got me in this rapping shit We were both sad when Glo passed, I couldn't show that Swear a couple times this nigga saved my life Two seated car where the windows look like night Over 5k, bro wanna risk his life Subi jeans where the rackys fit so tight Get that bag nigga, I'm getting majins, Just give me time Smoked a good gas, cost a pretty dime To the top nigga, best believe I climb They didn't like us, not zom enterprise I'm going stupid, stupid with these rhymes I wanna quit nigga, I'm running out of time Just going both ways nigga, use yo mind Is you gon' stack up, Is you gon' grind Shi, get the lil racks up Lead on ya ass, car going fast Complain about the motion We roll on, we roll on, we roll on, the rest of yo gas Roll up your gas homie And get off your ass Get your racks up Zom corp enterprise, yeah we on the move So favorited, so high, nigga put me on the honor roll Skipping class gasing up behind the school That's what makes me strange nigga, y'all ain't got no clue I done got a AK, pointed in my face I don't fear man, but the one who sits at heaven gates I done up the score, when peel off, yall won't my fave Got some zombie minoins, they ain't yellow, they gon eat yo brains As a ZEO, how you take my style and my pace You know I can't love you when we fucking while you say my name
Writer(s): Ellis B, Micahl B Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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