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this was finna be 0 fucks pt. 2 2017 leak - zotiyac lyrics

[intro]
turn up the beat
ayy

[verse 1]
f*ck yo’ homie, he a dead n*gga
speak on one of mines, you will be a dead n*gga
a n*gga get blue, turned into a red n*gga
that’s if you push me to close to the edge, n*gga
i did a hit out the coupe and then sped, n*gga
chops cut you like some f*ckin’ paper, it just shred n*ggas
ksg, the guillotine, it behead n*ggas
hungry as a b*tch, get fed n*gga, f*ck a fed, n*gga
nine tec’s stretch necks like a iron press, n*gga
said she givin’ super neck, but i am not imprеssed, n*gga
if we meet at crest, you bеtter buy a vest, n*gga
pick a date, it’s going up like ios, n*gga
’cause i invest, my chopper rest to flex, it probably suplex that n*gga
this a slobber*knocking neck, hope i don’t gotta wet a n*gga
off the lean, i just crashed like it’s not my wedding, n*gga
hit a n*gga in his jersey, i start ron artestin’ n*ggas

[verse 2]
uh, if he ain’t with his homies, then he dead meat
f*ck him up, all the evidence left on the bedsheets
give zero f*cks, cooked him up, but he still look like red meat
i don’t tell the fed’s sh*t, i just leave it in the street
uh, and it don’t really matter where you park, b

ayy, i’m a suit looking sharp like shark t**th
uh, your child in the back, it’s blowing through the c*rs*at
pardon me, but i will blow this b*tch, it ain’t no heart in me
i will shoot the party, b*tches screaming like cardi b
follow the directions, or you will run into archery
carbine run through cartilage
ar run through arteries
he get his top blew, that n*gga look like marge to me
if your ho smoke with me, that b*tch gon’ go to mars with me
and she on go for me, she said she’ll steal the stars for me
ain’t got no loyalty ’cause her n*gga ain’t hard as me
[verse 3]
out to work, don’t hit me up
a n*gga gotta re*up
hit his block, then come back like fever
these n*ggas say they gangstas, but they act like divas
popping out the back, the mac gon’ cook his ass like a fajita
yeah, i’ma swing the sh*t, hit a b*tch, derek jeter
i thug in the arena like my name john cena
you come over my casa, you might catch you a mileena
and you can see the b*tch look like she came straight from [?]
i don’t need her though, why i keep the ho?
somethin’ like the front door, how i peep the ho
somethin’ like a fronto, how i hold the dope
uh, don’t let me get this gun loaded, i’ma overload
uh, whipping out the drake, you would think it came from ovo
uh, now the n*gga getting hit like the rope*a*dope
leave a n*gga in his couch like the oprah show
slide, i’m knocking quarter’s out that n*gga like one over four

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