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put to the test - zelly ocho lyrics

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[chorus]
hm, hm
life is such a b*tch (b*tch)
everybody tryna get rich
500 for blood on my kicks (yeah)
what you gon’ do for a l!ck?
i’m gettin’ high, probably tris
vlad lifestyle, gettin’ high with your b*tch
so icy boy, gotta stay with a stick, yeah
yeah, we rocking that boy and we sold him a [?]
my first plug gotta toss me a brick
i’m down bad, had to get up a bit
dumbass boy that died on a l!ck
bye*bye boy, cus’ that stick don’t miss
i told that lil’ b*tch i’ll be back in a bit
i’m on a roll, and i gotta get rich

[verse 1: zelly ocho]
there’s so much money i can go get
i’m getting high as f*ck, like a jet
she callin’ my phone, she wanna have s*x
i wake up, get straight to a check
yeah, i rapped with my brother in the trap
yeah, i rap, but i used to [?]
you ain’t right, then your ass gettin’ left
playin’ with me, then i’m sending you death
ain’t no s on my chest
bullets hot, and they burning your flesh
f*ck opps, and i hope they don’t rest
racks on me, yeah, who would’ve guessed
[verse 2: slimesito]
ay, in the trenches i got put to the test
real slime, got this sh*t in my flesh
sippin’ wock, but i miss doing tech
bust down rollie, but i’d rather a patek
that strap on me, yeah, i’m watching my step
i’m flippin’ that money, yeah, i gotta invest
i f*cked your b*tch, why you acting so pressed?
i really got that stick when i’m on a jet
i’m posted in the projects, i earned respect
i feel like 50 cent when i rock a bullet proof vest
she cappin’ on you, man, she mad that she slept
that choppa sing a lot, it [?]
i stay in designer, yeah, i dress to impress
bust down rollie, and that sh*t got baguettes
these b*tches on my d*ck, they know that i’m next
i’m showing everything, don’t care about your set
i been sliming n*ggas like i’m setting a [?]
i fell in love, growing up in the projects
my lawyer cost a 30, i paid on the [?]
these n*ggas talk too much, i’d rather you say less
i just beat the case again, you know i stay blessed
i don’t f*ck with 12, but i’m still servin’ [?]
you playin’ checkers, but i’d rather play chess
i’m soupin’ choppas up, i feel like a vet
i just shot your dawg, i got his ass at the vet
i feel like troy, i got respect with the tec
ain’t talking money, you ain’t making no sense
[chorus: zelly ocho]
hm, hm
life is such a b*tch (b*tch)
everybody tryna get rich
500 for blood on my kicks (yeah)
what you gon’ do for a l!ck?
i’m gettin’ high, probably tris
vlad lifestyle, gettin’ high with your b*tch
so icy boy, gotta stay with a stick, yeah
yeah, we rocking that boy and we sold him a [?]
my first plug gotta toss me a brick
i’m down bad, had to get up a bit
dumbass boy that died on a l!ck
bye*bye boy, cus’ that stick don’t miss
i told that lil’ b*tch i’ll be back in a bit
i’m on a roll, and i gotta get rich

- zelly ocho lyrics

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