ihy2ln - zack fox lyrics
[intro]
ooh
ayy*ayy, ayy*ayy
uh
(blaccmass)
(bnyx)
ha
[verse 1]
b*tch, what are you smokin’?
all my n*ggas fired up, we in motion (motion)
drill scott, live life like it’s golden
control*alt*delete on my wrist, b*tch it’s frozen (frozen)
i be goin’ raw, hulk hogan
b*tch, i’ll use heroin before i use trojans
ashy ass n*gga, i don’t ever use lotion
f*cked her on the jetski and nutted in the ocean (ocean)
wait, n*gga hol’ up
you tryna smoke, this a mid i just rolled up
i ain’t vote but the clique in here poll’d up
n*gga got beef, we gon’ turn ’em into cold cuts
i’ll put your b*tch in this north face
i was in the suburbs f*ckin’ on divorcees
f*ck 12, b*tch i’ll wear some crocs to a court date
throw that ass on me so hard, that the floor break
never let the money change me
but all these hollywood crackers need to pay me
they like, “d*mn, why you so angry?”
that’s a stupid ass question, b*tch, slavery
i was broke now i’m havin’
eat the p*ssy like hors d’oeuvres off a napkin
f*ck his baby mama in the car, i’m a savage
hangin’ with his kids watchin’ how to train your dragon
if a n*gga try me like a hoe then i’ma stab him
put the yellow tape around a n*gga, steve madden
stomp a n*gga out until my shoes lose traction
f*ck a deaf b*tch and watch martin with the captions
put the long d*ck on her like dikembe
break a b*tch back so bad, she need beng*y
only thing on my mind is wake up and get paid
i’ll sell some d*ck to make ends meet if the rent late
[chorus]
that*that*that’s how your clear a b*tch
get*gettin’ to the money, n*gga period
i’m just speakin’ from experience
took your b*tch to egypt, ate her p*ssy on the pyramids
[verse 2]
why you hatin’? jealousy
i f*cked that n*gga grandma, her name was bethany
she down to ride for a n*gga, catch a felony
she used to f*ck on marvin g*ye back in the 70’s
i mix patrón with the hennessy
new whip, took the top off like a kennedy
got a church girl, said she keepin’ her virginity
she give me head sometimes so i pay for her xfinity
huh, n*gga show me my opponent
catch ’em at the club, i’ma stone*cold stunt ’em
talkin’ on the net but he don’t want nothin’
we gon’ run up on a n*gga, smack his aunty and his cousin (ooh)
[chorus]
that*that*that’s how your clear a b*tch
get*gettin’ to the money, n*gga period
i’m just speakin’ from experience
took your b*tch to egypt, ate her p*ssy on the pyramids (yeah)
that*that*that’s how your clear a b*tch
get*gettin’ to the money, n*gga period
i’m just speakin’ from experience
took your b*tch to egypt, ate her p*ssy on the pyramids
[outro]
i hate you too, lil’ n*gga
you ain’t my son
i hate you too, lil’ n*gga
you ain’t my son
i hate you too, lil’ n*gga
you ain’t my son
i hate you too, lil’ n*gga
you ain’t my son
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