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Yea yea yea
Its mon 
I knew this would happen
She did too

I know that ima make it seen it in my dream
By any means nigga ima get this cream
I had

Every time that imma hit it too
Imma blow up cuz imma landmine
They can't stand me while I'm on stand by 
I hand it to em while they hands tied 
Might not

New G wagon on the way
And it got the four by fours on it
Pulling up deep like Klay 
And my niggas got the poles on em
Sixteen hundred for the P
I

as fuck
Really be F'in it up
Get approached by a real G
Get done filthy
Should've just kept it a buck
You should listen to me yo
I'ma grown ass man dog
Been

of the party
I got a bitch like Harley
She wanna smoke on the molly
Gang green gang bitch
I'm on the good luck Charlie
Zeke and Luther catch me on flip
Walk with

between
I hit it, then quit it, then passed to the team
These bitches is green
Bout to say fuck it, start sipping some lean
Gotta get get money, I live by

them like zeke
We do the most
Pulled up on him and that little boy he froze
Procede with caution if you try to approach
Cause shit can get dangerous if

like ET
I phone home with Zeke speed
That quick quick, is FitBit
We gassed up like BP (Woah)
Best believe we going savage (Grrr)
Here to Dallas top gun,

ego take control
I'll adjust your hustle quick, keep my peace
Never stumble when I'm on my humble tip
Y'all playing like Zeke 
FInna fumble when some

to heat up, you gon' need a fan or you must need a tan
This that Usain 100 meter man, I'm the leader man
This that champagne by the liter man, yellin' We

Cowboys flag up right away
Then came the hardest part
Which jersey was the right one?
I finally went with Elliott
So Zeke would have a real big day
I almost

don't fuck with who?
But I'd fuck his sister too
Drive by smoking
Passing the blunt, yea we puffing
Easy-Bake Oven rolling that dough
Dropping bodies like

Don't talk to me about bands
On everything yall can't pay me
I do this shit cos I can
Facts
Rocks stay on me like Zeke
Arm in my Jean when I creep
Bitch

this shit gon' supersede it
They call me Steve Nash, MVP, I'm gon' repeat it
She call me White Zeke cuz the boy just out here eatin'
I'm just warming up,

I’m with Zeke and the Don and we smoke by the zip
Middle finger out the window right on the stick
If it’s up then it’s stuck i don’t play bout my chips

could just start by just saying you love yourself
I love you your name
I love you Oriana
Just like that
I love you Zeke
Just like that
Right
And it's

repeat
Lil shorty greasy she need me I gotta be free
I call up Zeke I call up Wood sliding to the hood
Call up Dave Call up key and you know we good
I'm so

shit as a blessing whoa
In the hallway wit a load stealin the clucks from the trap by the door yeah
Tell em I got two for one on the blows U won't get

nobody like me, just like my name was Nevil
 
Yeah I was... crushing on Ryan Newman 
Those eyes had me weak, now I'm skating like Zeke and Luther
This beat

the blackjack 
Can't be stopped 
Winning with a Dak Pass
Hand it to zeke up the middle 
And he gone be off 

Solo never had that 
Every lyric written, by me,

always in the dark, because I don't worship my idols
He takes me by my hand, and I don't know what I'm doin'
It's a couple seconds in, and now I'm 'changin

“Boy you right”
When life get too hard I go vent to a mic
Shoutout zeke you’ll be free by the time this release
If you not they you know that I’m sending

crazy
But I haven't been lazy
Put in work like jay z
Army not navy
Feed me like I'm zeke
Flows are never weak
Turn the other cheek
Before I go bruce lee

super official
My nigga be wit the shits
They don't drive by
They walk down wit that pistol
Pew, pew, pew!
Just one text that nigga a clown
She talking