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wham - young zion 6600 lyrics

[intro: young zion 6600]
i’m feeling like a f*ckin’ super saiyan, n*gga
um, hm, i’m not finna lie to you right now, i beat that lil’ booty off the x (a n*gga kind of geeking right now)
ayy, lil’ b*tch
(i hate windxws)

[verse 1: young zion 6600]
smoking thrax, i’m flipping the packs (yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, b*tch)
ain’t f*ck on your b*tch ’cause that p*ssy was whack
and these n*ggas ain’t gangster, they rappin’ that whack (yeah)
pull up on him like ricky, put shots in your back (grrah)
i’m the best in my city, the best on the map
and you know that’s a fact, n*gga, where’s my plaque?
he said he was harder, that boy smoking crack (b*tch, yeah)
yeah, i’m cold as a b*tch, boy, you need to relax
i’m on the scene, i’m gone off a bean
don’t care if he far ’cause my glock got the beam
can’t f*ck with you n*ggas, you not ’bout the green
bootеd up in the back with a pint of some lean (woo)
don’t ask for no saucе if you not finna [team it?] (nah)
if you want a verse, better have some cha*ching (that guap)
[interlude: young zion 6600]
ayy, n*gga, you better eat this sh*t, b*tch
tae retro

[verse 2: tae retro & young zion 6600]
i whip in a foreign, no chevy impala
i grab the strap and then shoot at your father (okay)
slide on your block then i sn*tch up your daughter (skrrt, skrrt)
i throw up the work then i dunk it like carter
skywalking on n*ggas, i feel like i’m vader (b*tch)
she wanna rock, then i might have to slay her
stack up the paper, it look like a tower
i’m taxing these n*ggas, i work by the hour (by the hour, huh?)
i grab the title, yes, i grab the belt
you n*ggas be trash, you n*ggas need help (need what?)
metal gear retro, i slide with the stealth
i hop on the beat then i skin it for [scales?] (for what?)
you want a verse? then purchase (b*tch)
i sell the work like a merchant (b*tch)
she hit my line, then i’m curving (curving)
you n*ggas be trash and y’all worthless (uh*huh)

[verse 3: young zion 6600]
she tweakin, she geeking (nah)
give me time, [?] on the weekend
off the [?], yeah, i’m geeking
need me a bag if you talking ’bout meeting (yeah)
call me [?], i’m not into speaking
beat on that p*ssy for more than the evening
your girl [?] leaving
i don’t want your heart, lil’ b*tch, you can keep it (keep that sh*t)
please don’t call my phone (brr)
i don’t really give a f*ck if you at home or all alone (i don’t, lil’ b*tch)
i really don’t wanna eat that p*ssy, lil’ b*tch, give me some dome
i’m not giving n*ggas credit, did this sh*t all on my own (f*ck these n*ggas, b*tch)
[outro]
zion, retro
zion, retro
ayy, shoutout my n*gga windxws, b*tch
i f*ckin’ love you, n*gga
all your beats f*ckin’ slap, n*gga, period
that’s why i whooped your ass on f*ckin’ jump force, n*gga
this beat fire though, i appreciate, n*gga

- young zion 6600 lyrics

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