xxxfiles - zuu lyrics
[hook]
ball so sick
hope my body don’t trip
and the b*tch still grippin’
thought she only want d*ck
if i hit her with the stick one time
she a trip
if i hit her with the stick two times
it’s a l!ck
i’mma ball so sick
hope my body don’t trip
if i hit her with the stick one time
she a trip
if i hit her with the stick two times
it’s a l!ck
but i never hit a b*tch 3 times
off the rip
[verse]
all up on my x files
i’m the one that made my ex wild
see i could read you like a text file
gone gimme neck ma
yh i hope you had your best while
i’m thumbing through a different textile
blueish green, ok a feen
codeine when i sip
ova me, all i need
when i squeeze on the clip
melodies she release
when she cream on the d*ck
going deep
past the knee
overseas when i trip
king k!lla
heard you got words with a n*gga
with the goat
trynna go against the herd for a n*gga
lines blurred with the liquor
might swerve on a n*gga
if that be your chick
she gone earn for a n*gga
burn with a n*gga
stomach churn for a n*gga
meet outside if a wybe
you get burned from a n*gga
facts
only thing a burden is the racks
max
weighing down the coupe in the back
relax
any time he shoot it’s a cap
truth
got the fire in the booth like a tag
spitting truth
if she cute, then she good for the day
i got tic tac bullets
she could chew on the mag
couple rubber bands
runnin’ hunned mans with the clique
with the m.o.b
with the n0body gone ask where you went
she gone slob on the doggy
young snoop with the flexxx
never snooze, it’s that dude
who pay the dues and the rent, yah
[hook]
ball so sick
hope my body don’t trip
and the b*tch still grippin’
thought she only want d*ck
if i hit her with the stick one time
she a trip
if i hit her with the stick two times
it’s a l!ck
i’mma ball so sick
hope my body don’t trip
if i hit her with the stick one time
she a trip
if i hit her with the stick two times
it’s a l!ck
but i never hit a b*tch 3 times
off the rip
[verse 2]
trippy trippy
told the kitty l!cky l!cky
you lucky lucky
that i dont get to dippin dippin
this d*ckin d*ckin
high grade pimpin pimpin
cuz my money is my time
and it’s only mine to spend it
cuz i’m a beast
that’s what b*tches call me in the sheets
that’s what n*ggas call me on a beat
that’s what i got all over my cleats
sheesh
i been gettin richer than rameesh
richer than the pitcher
cuz the mind all i need
we combine while you bleed
we gone slime on your streets
we them n*ggas in the mud
we the grimiest seeds
we da blakkk when you lacking
guess you lying in your beefs
now you lying in your beef stew
frying on the street
mama crying
non compliant
cuz you tried a n*gga b
i let you walk
but still you talk
like they won’t file you under b
like they won’t find you underneath
something that’s lying on the street
i’ll give you peace
[outro]
ise da man bey
ise da k!lla
don’t be watching dem n*ggas
n*gga watch me
cuz ise da f*ckin’ bad man king
play with me
ise da n*gga run up on you
and cancel you out cole
me?
bey ise da f*ckin’ ting bey
let these n*ggas know ain’t n0body seeing me bey
[hook]
ball so sick
hope my body don’t trip
and the b*tch still grippin’
thought she only want d*ck
if i hit her with the stick one time
she a trip
if i hit her with the stick two times
it’s a l!ck
i’mma ball so sick
hope my body don’t trip
if i hit her with the stick one time
she a trip
if i hit her with the stick two times
it’s a l!ck
but i never hit a b*tch 3 times
off the rip
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