humble - lil zay osama lyrics
[intro]
ayy, ayy
gang, gang, gang, gang
foenem know how the f*ck i’m rockin’
gang, gang, gang, gang (d*mn, drako, you made this?)
[chorus]
slide in the scats and tracks
they homie died, they ain’t get back
i be with too many k!llers and drillers
my homie die, we gon’ get back
n*ggas ain’t chargin’ me three k for strikers, they know i be payin’ a stack
you better play with them goofies or you be the goofy that died for tryna tax (b*tch)
foenem been masked up, way before shiesties and way before covid masks
i don’t give a f*ck if that’s my cousin, he with them n*ggas, we gon’ backdoor his ass
foеnem took down a n*gga, he got smoked actin’ likе he on foenem ass
n*ggas be claimin’ hoods in jail, call home, they don’t even know his ass
[verse]
i like thick b*tches, we f*cked everybody hoes
really put that d*ck in ’em
we took everybody poles and they ain’t do sh*t, n*gga
he ain’t no opp but he was around when he got hit when foenem bent, n*gga (uh, uh)
he say he ain’t goin’ but he went, n*gga
i know a n*gga that beat quadruple bodies, shout out drench, n*gga
foenem knew his car so he can’t hide behind that tint, n*gga
playin’ like he that n*gga from his hood knowin’ he a b*tch, n*gga (uh)
ayy, lil’ bro ‘nem in competition
they go body*for*body, let’s see who get the most scores on the opposition
and rico crashed the scat pack after the shootout, lil’ folk’s hot*ass season
soon as twelve say, “look, lil zay did somethin'” i’m in cabo fishin’, gang (b*tch)
[chorus]
slide in the scats and tracks
they homie died, they ain’t get back
i be with too many k!llers and drillers
my homie die, we gon’ get back
n*ggas ain’t chargin’ me three k for strikers, they know i be payin’ a stack
you better play with them goofies or you be the goofy that died for tryna tax (b*tch)
foenem been masked up, way before shiesties and way before covid masks
i don’t give a f*ck if that’s my cousin, he with them n*ggas, we gon’ backdoor his ass
foenem took down a n*gga, he got smoked actin’ like he on foenem ass
n*ggas be claimin’ hoods in jail, call home, they don’t even know his ass
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