The $h!t
Zalea
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Young Zalea out the city, yeah im coming up All these niggas want is pussy, I aint giving up Rule number one, know you ain't owe a nigga shit Rule number two, stay chasing money 'stead of dick (ugh) Rule number three, go get your ass a degree Nothing in life is promised so you need a plan B Except me Im killing it with the trees, see me in the streets and Im prolly dripping Steeze (whats up) Island girl on the mic, you it know it slaps bitch I'm getting paper Drinks with no chaser, watch me rack this I'm more than an average Born as a savage Always had a mouth on me I think it's an advantage Bitch Im the shit, why you messing with the clique You hoes wanna throw hands but Imma ko you my wit My wordplay sick, bitch I told you Im the shit Wanna knock me down, but you aint messing with ish I really didn't plan this It fell into my hands and I fell in love with music Not looking back i'm going beast mode nigga Wrote a couple hits don't need no feature Boutta write another, i'm the new wave preacher Did it on my own, never need no teacher I'm not cocky, I just don't think you can stop me No's not in my vocabulary, this shit is not a hobby Got a problem you can meet me in the lobby But you bitches probably won't Only tough shit when you texting on ya phones Back in elementary you hoes was writing notes Won't talk to me irl unless they snort a line coke Bitch Im the shit, why you messing with the clique You hoes wanna throw hands but Imma ko you my wit My wordplay sick, bitch I told you Im the shit Wanna knock me down, but you aint messing with ish I can't sit still, not for no for a minor bill I wanna fix my crooked teeth with a diamond grill I just flex on you lames, with designer yuh Homies only club, AZ gang, we got it (yuh) I run this town, run this shit like nike All you rappers flow sharks, steady tryna bite me This city is my ring now, tell me why you tryna fight me Hate to tell you homie but your jabs is looking dicey Man Im up, up and feeling hyphy (yuh) My boy love me, love me wanna wife me (yuh) Niggas like it, like when I act fiesty (yuh) If I look mad, well bitch I just might be (yuh) Bitch Im the shit, why you messing with the clique You hoes wanna throw hands but Imma ko you my wit My wordplay sick, bitch I told you Im the shit Wanna knock me down, but you aint messing with ish My musics dope and my weed is hella loud Yz be that nigga, the world is picking out the crowd "Damn that shorty fire tho" "Where she been bro, idk" "Aint she suicidal tho?' Not today, my hands are full Full stomach, but you know that I be hungry Keep my eyes focused, tunnel vision on this money Run up on a hoe, cause she looking at me funny Cash me outside, and imma cut ya in tummy Nah Im playing, I don't condone violence Rather shut my mouth and put my ass on silent Swear when I get aggresive You in for something interesting Burn down this whole city, with the fire that I'm setting
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