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zvcfrost - zvc lyrics

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huuuhh! ayyyee!

big semi automatic leave a poke like a viper
choppa on teen t-tan when it tote that my sniper
put the fire to a n—a head, no ghost rider

it’s the motherf-cking bagasaga

(aye)

say he got gucci slippers so i jacked em
coz my choppa take it when it spray it finna pack em

that mean no matter where you at we always catch you lacking
ima hop out of the car like grim reaper, soul sn-tcher

call a n—a mcdonald coz i keep two big macs
got a big shotgun b-tch it just gon one tap em

man these p-ssy n—-s funny to me, they dummies to me
my big choppa running from thee, it’s gunning with heat

i’m rad it’s me key, just jig this brand new patek phillipe

a mouse with the cheese, a p-ssy n—a run with the heat, a house to the keys
i pull a semi automatic with heat then smoke that p-ssy boy like some trees

i’m talking bout me, she bending over all on the d, then suck on the d
i’m talking bout it a over e i’m rapping with ease

i’m talking bout it i am a g no need for the p, i got a choppa on me and she a g

(huh)

all my shooters fronting running round with them big straps (ay)
place your order do you want some fries we got big macs (huh)

choppa on me yeah that’s the ratchet it go cl!ck clack (brr!)
every where i go i stay fresh like a tic tac (ay)

yeah my neck is cold coz it covered in some ice yeah (ooh)
can’t come through the front so we ran in through the side yeah

when the choppa toting i don’t look through the sight yeah (no)
bust down on my wrist and you know that it’s gone bite yeah (bite!)

taking pictures with out my permission i don’t like that (that)
try reaching for my chain i’ma knock you so don’t try that (don’t)

it cost a lot but i’ll make it back ima buy that (cash)
glecko on the track so you know we finna ride that (skrrt!)

try to diss me and you know that ima clap back (clap)
run up on a hater you cannot get your sh-t back (nope)

everything i’m wearing cost some racks you can’t get that (you can’t)
only rock designer but you know it’s always mismatched (mismatched)

all my shooters fronting running round with them big straps (pow)
place your order do you want some fries we got big macs

choppa on me yeah that’s the ratchet it go cl!ck clack (brrt!)
every where i go i stay fresh like a tic tac (fresh, ayye!)

- zvc lyrics

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