unnh - zotiyac lyrics
[intro: zotiyac]
tote the unnh
tote the tec, tote the glock
tote the unnh
[chorus: zotiyac]
smokin pressure, i smoke zaza, i smoke unnh
tote the heckler, tote the glock, tote the unnh
tote that b*tch that get you popped if you get crunk
got hit in his neck, the doctor had to tell his mom
remember sliding by myself, i couldn’t trust n0body
cause when you’re out here by yourself, n*gga you can’t love n0body
and one of these b*tchеs that get you nailed, n*gga you can’t trust no thottie
i’m in a bеnz but i’m doing like 200, feel like i’m in a bugatti
[verse 1: zotiyac]
i’m with your b*tch in a penthouse suite and she said that she wanna do molly
told her i wanna do nada, and then the b*tch tried to fight me
we ain’t doing no typing, playing no keyboard, put a little n*gga in a white tee (brrr brrr)
on gang b*tch
caught an opp, called him tarantino how he called the shot
he fall and drop, your mans ain’t here right now
p*ssy called the cops
i laugh a lot, when n*ggas talk that sh*t, yeah they get mad a lot
i brag a lot, cause b*tch ass n*gga i get cash a lot
so whether they mad or not you gon always see a bag with i
bag your head if you talk stupid n*gga bat your eye
you know he come around them k!llers and get terrified
he very b*tch*made in fact he not verified
‘[chorus: zotiyac]
ay, smokin pressure, i smoke zaza, i smoke unnh
tote the heckler, tote the glock, tote the unnh
tote that b*tch that get you popped if you get crunk
got hit in his neck, the doctor had to tell his mom
remember sliding by myself, i couldn’t trust n0body
cause when you’re out here by yourself, n*gga you can’t love n0body
and one of these b*tches that get you nailed, n*gga you can’t trust no thottie
i’m in a benz but i’m doing like 200, feel like i’m in a bugatti
[verse 2: zotiyac]
feel like i’m in a reality show how these n*ggas keep actin like b*tches
how i’m supposed to stick with the script when these n*ggas can’t even get through the audition?
boy i’m like a vet in this sh*t at this point these n*ggas should need my permission
these n*ggas need life insurance f*cking with me, 100 clip he ain’t finna see 50
i feel like 50 i pull up with all these guns
ain’t no talking, hop out, make him walk it out like dj unk
it ain’t no prank, them shooters poppin out he thought he was on punk’d
i thought that n*gga was on dope the way he spoke he must be drunk
the way i pop out with that scope, that boy bold if he get close
that boy dumb, if he get wild, if he get loud, then he get ghost
if his homies in the crowd, we mow them down and then we smoke
ar with the baldheads might call that b*tch amber rose
[outro: zotiyac]
ay, i might call that b*tch, amber rose
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