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omg! (bonus) - zoteeyakk lyrics

[intro]
yuh
oh
my
god
*clears throat*
yuh
[verse]
b*tch i be sick like a sneeze
countin’ up numbers, my funds won’t diminish
till i am deceased
i skate with the st**z (yeah)
like i done said if he thinkin’ he st*rdy then we finna see
i don’t want nothin’ free
i did it all on my own, so
all of you b*tches could leech
i been doin’ me (mm, yea)
i can’t be f*ckin’ no ho if she been up on n0body d
i ain’t f*ckin’ witcha
never gon’ cap but he lyin’
this fibber is straight out his ass
and you been late to class
whereas i am a scholar
straight a’s in the bank and i’ll still sell an eigth
yeah, the market done tanked
i still come in heavy
they runnin’ like “f*ck you, debbie”
no eminem
i am a lyrical prodigy
suckin’ on beats
phlebotomy
b*tch that’s no h0m* but talkin’ bout numbers
i let it go up like a*poll*o
(it’s apollo)
i know but that’s where we differ, see
you may be good but i’m better cause i came to showboat
b*tches be lyin’, i’m ‘bout to be celibate
still in they titties though, mo’boat
raising these numbers like children
a joke on my name cause like mine it’s a no show
[bridge]
i
been in this sh*t
you a rookie
but school me
cause then if you wrong i’mma pull out the tooly
he been actin’ fooly
his numbers don’t add up
he never consistent
he pay for the listens
and
my base organic
my fans never switch up
they ride with my antics
i love ‘em to death
and they stayin’ supportive
to me that’s a dub
over any of you b*tches
you whorin’ outs views we don’t talk about that

[verse 2]
thinkin’ your sh*t never come back and bite in the ass
what happened?
exposin’ your ass
nah, i could never, you did it yourself
and the facts in the open but i did the math
i love to be hated they think i be crazy but baby
i just wanna run from the past
call that sh*t swayze i been off balance
it start to get hazy
but i’m on the map
if you wanna get brazy
pull up and we droppin’ them gloves
you get hit in the face and that sh*t done happened so fast
i’m callin’ it nascar
b*tch i’m on track
to the pad where i drop off and (skrrt)
b*tch i’m outty
i’m pullin’ off in an audi
come to my show and get rowdy
i get this sh*t jumpin’
we all from the slums
gon’ hate if you hate but at least have the b*lls to
say sh*t to my face
[outro]
yuh
ayy
yea
at least have the b*lls to say sh*t to my face
b*tch
yuhh
skrr
ayy
take one

- zoteeyakk lyrics

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