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zaza - quamannpaid lyrics

[intro: quamannpaid and deemannpaid]
give me a beat
tylian made the beat
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
only smoke on exotic, yeah
get high as a pilot (pilot, pilot)
only smoke on exotic, yeah (‘xotic, ‘xotic)
get high as a pilot (pilot, pilot)
only smoke on exotic, yeah
get high as a pilot (pilot, pilot)
good gas

[verse 1: quamannpaid, deemannpaid, quamannpaid & deemannpaid]
i’m smoking exotic (‘xotic, ‘xotic), get high as a pilot (pilot)
i f*ck on yo b*tch then i touch on her body, yeah i feel on her body, (yeah)
n*gga be talm ’bout they havin’ exotic, they ain’t havin exotic, (yeah)
roll me a wood and i stuff it with runts, i ain’t smokin og, (yeah)
i got a mask, come get it from me, nah this sh*t ain’t cheap (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[?] i ain’t chargin’ nun cheap, i got real runts, i got og, cookies and cream
come get it from me, i’m not yo plug, this sh*t is not cheap (yeah, yeah, yeah, no sir)
no sir, no sir, no sir, no sir, no sir, no sir
lil deemann gon’ slide on yo block with a glock, with a 50
a n*gga play with me, he gonna just get it
i don’t smoke that mid, i just slide on yo block, anybody can get it
these n*ggas be hoes, they ain’t talm ’bout sh*t
we strapped on his block with a glock with a d*ck (skrrt)
if he want that hoe, he can just have that b*tch
we [?] so i’m takin’ his sh*t (lil b*tch)
put me and lil qua in the mix
we slide on yo block, we gon let that b*tch hit
how you smokin’ exotic, you smokin bullsh*t
[?]
p*ssy ass boy, had him runnin like a b*tch
[?], we gon slide on yo block with the stick
fifty*round drum get his momma car flipped
i love drippin’ blue, they think that i’m crip
[?]
i roll up a wood, you know its exotic (what)
these n*ggas be broke, they stay pocket*watching
[?], they think i’m [?]
[?] but my pocket legit
i’m smokin’ these racks, you smokin bullsh*t
za, za, za za za
i smoke on exotic, you know i’m big high
it feel like i’m finna just fall out the sky
his b*tch on my phone, “can you come spend the night”
push up on his b*tch, i’ma get that hoe right
she beggin’ for cash, tryna go on a flight
[?] off exotic, ion think that sh*t right
round two, that b*tch getting hit
i roll up a wood, you know that i’m lit
[?] yo girl, i do not sell the [?]
[?] and you can’t get this sh*t
i pull on her hair when she suck on this d*ck
you play with my money, i’m gon’ send the blitz
[?] so wet she tryna touch on my wrist
she suck on my d*ck and just a young teen
glock 30, i got a lil beam, put that lil n*gga on the f*ckin’ scene

- quamannpaid lyrics

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