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how i've been+ - zeeyt lyrics

[verse]
empty all your bank account these n*ggas some b*tches (hoe)
we out here getting paid so much like wе using glitches
we ain’t finna stop right now therе’s more that we missing
we would be bluefin tunas if we talking ’bout fishes, yeah (talking ’bout fishes)
ambitions for this cash just like key glock (forreal)
p*ssy n*gga dropped some, that sh*t suck
b*tch i’m at the top, you my d*ck suck
outside with the trap phone, also with a pistol (baow)
ambitions for this cash just like key glock (key glock)
p*ssy n*gga dropped some, that sh*t suck (it suck)
b*tch i’m at the top, you my d*ck suck
outside with the trap phone, and also with a pistol (and also with a pistol)

[interlude]
b*tch f*ck the nachos i only want cheese (only the cheese)
’cause you know in this life, d*mn ain’t nothing free (ain’t nothing free)
sipping so much got a stain on my tee (godd*mn)
to get the paper d*mn i got the key (d*mn i got the key)
you get caught up, and i you taking a plea (godd*mn)
and for me it’s f*ck a million i want more than three (baow)
i’ma go ahead and get it just for them to see (see, see)
never gave a f*ck ’bout how these people think (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
[verse]
why the f*ck y’all out here flexing other man’s money (what the f*ck?)
d*mn you n*ggas b*tches, man you n*ggas be so funny (hoes)
i count up my guap i make it yeah right with my homie (aye, yeah)
i can never take a l i up this b*tch yeah like it’s nothing (grrr, grrr)
say you gonna jugg from me, man i swear this pistol popping (baow)
if i ever miss a shot, man godd*mn it you got lucky
you not laying hands on me, d*mn yo dumb ass is so grubby
and i think yo b*tch wan’ f*ck or tell me why she just called me (grrr)
more rock with the glock i can’t milly rock
just like x said on that freestyle before xxl fell off (r.i.p )
i can’t never be on some f*cksh*t, specially when money involved
if you need some business call me, sh*t ain’t even the plug (i’m not even the plug)
d*mn, she said she ain’t wanna take a hit from my spliff
so man i said f*ck it then for her i’m gonna take another 3 (sh*t i’ll do it for you)
aye i’m about to pour a 4, then have my shooters hit your throat
if you send one of your people we gon’ kick him through the door (buh*buh)
i got the stash under my couch, don’t you run your mouth
i call this n*gga mickey godd*mn he a mouse (f*ck up)
i still f*ck with my old sh*t lmv in the house
aye, lil b*tch i’ma go make some 0s and that’s without a doubt (baow)

[chorus]
asking how i’ve been b*tch, i’ve been great
i need me some help to count up all this cake (z)
might as well call me bread everyday i’m getting baked (you know i’m f*cking baked)
i don’t know ’bout you but i’m always on timing never late (grrrah)
you know i keep a pistol and these n*ggas just pump fake (the f*ck?)
i’m nutting all over your b*tch that sh*t look like champagne
alright that was weird, i don’t know what did i say (what the f*ck i said?)
alright that was weird, let me try this sh*t again (let me try again)
asking how i’ve been b*tch, i’ve been great
i need me some help to count up all this cake (z)
might as well call me bread everyday i’m getting baked (you know i’m f*cking baked)
i don’t know ’bout you but i’m always on timing never late (grrrah)
you know i keep a pistol and these n*ggas just pump fake (the f*ck?)
i’m nutting all over your b*tch that sh*t look like champagne
alright that was weird, i don’t know what did i say (what the f*ck i said?)
alright that was weird, let me try this sh*t again (let me try again)

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