lirik lagu azariah - intro
intro lyrics
[intro]
woodondabeat!
[chorus]
first off, don’t be callin’ when i’m in the zone
matter fact, don’t call me ‘less you n~ggas really talkin’ a brick
i’m in my city tryna put my other n~ggas on
i ain’t tryna pull up ’cause you n~ggas never talkin’ ’bout sh~t (skrt~skrt)
i swear these n~ggas they be cappin’ hard as dimma~dome
somebody give this boy a emmy, i swear this n~gga actin’ a gift
i took a break, i had to leave that rap sh~t alone
got back in that bag, f~ck a n~gga, now i’m back in this b~tch
[verse 1]
actin’ a fool, i’m back in the stu’
i’m havin’ fun up in this b~tch, i called my n~ggas, now they back in it too
just called some b~tches, now they jiggin’ and we mackin’ ’em too
i’m gettin’ top, recordin’ while she throw it back in the booth
30 on me, check my n~gga and hе packin’ it too
my let one off and get producеr runnin’ fast out a room
then play it cool, so we can get this n~gga back in the room
record a track then and tip ’em extra for the crack in the roof
let me get back to that top and quit that f~ckin’ ’round
funny n~gga sh~t, but i ain’t laughin’ when that cuddy ’round
had to go and cut some n~ggas off ’cause i can’t trust ’em now
get to ballin’, gotta play it perfect like the buzzer round
drop a n~gga even if i think he gon’ fold
circle small, but we gon’ put the whole city on go
shout~out dezzo, that’s my n~gga, i’ll drop any over bro
he know if i make it first then i’ma get eem on froze
hundred~fifty on bro, n~gga, anything go
take his son and brother shoppin’, i ain’t stingy on bro
sh~t, but i ain’t gon’ cap, we gon’ both get a bag
twin scat~packs, make a n~gga sh~tty on the road (skrt~skrt)
[verse 2]
i’m a city boy, i got these n~ggas actin’ up
how you up, but yo’ b~tch wanna f~ck me? sh~t ain’t addin’ up (huh?)
i’m the type of n~gga f~ck yo’ b~tch and come and smoke a pack wit’ ya
that be with the same hand that was smackin’ her ass, n~gga (haha)
sh~t, but what he don’t know can never hurt a n~gga (facts)
she want some louis on her clothes, she ain’t worth it, n~gga
i c~ck the b~tch up like a toolie, then i kick her to the curb
how b~tches be that boujie when they work at hooters servin’ n~ggas? (on the gang)
b~tch, i ain’t leavin’ no tip, you passed (h~ll nah)
i’m gon’ switch you like you new fit, new bag (h~ll yeah)
don’t be callin’ if you ain’t a new b~tch (h~ll nah)
i’ma hit you with that, “new phone, who the f~ck is this?”
on the take, n~gga, bow
[chorus]
first off, don’t be callin’ when i’m in the zone
matter fact, don’t call me ‘less you n~ggas really talkin’ a brick
i’m in my city tryna put my other n~ggas on
i ain’t tryna pull up ’cause you n~ggas never talkin’ ’bout sh~t (skrt~skrt)
i swear these n~ggas they be cappin’ hard as dimma~dome
somebody give this boy a emmy, i swear this n~gga actin’ a gift
i took a break, i had to leave that rap sh~t alone
got back in that bag, f~ck a n~gga, now i’m back in this b~tch
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