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lirik lagu joyner lucas - zim zimma

[intro]
zim zimma (zim zimma)
who got the keys to my motherf~ckin’ beamer?
b~tch, i ain’t no [?]
yeah

[verse 1]
i want a ‘rari, i’m feelin’ godly (woah)
wonder how much that gon’ cost me, they feelin’ saucy (buck, buck)
n~ggas know that i’m a problem, they’ll never solve me (buck, buck, buck)
if you came to start some drama, then bring a army
i’ve been goin’ f~ckin’ fast and it got me swervin’
i know that i’m a child of god, but they want me cursed in
i’ve been trappin’ out the ozark, i’m marty byrdin’ (oh, oh)
and i’ve been hard at work, yeah, ho, you just hardly workin’
if it wasn’t for this rap sh~t, i’d be movin’ kilos
front the pack from my connect then cop a few casinos
used to fake it ’til i made it just to boost my ego
stashin’ money in my shirt, they thought i grew some chichos, oh no
i got some nеw wheels, uh~uh
tired of kids, they think that we in school still, ah~ah
play mе, you gon’ find out how the tool feel, ah~ah
f~ck around and you gon’ find out who’s real, ah~ah
who, yeah, ah~ah

[chorus]
zim zimma (zim zimma)
who got the keys to my motherf~ckin’ beamer?
b~tch, i used to dream of this
i ain’t that n~gga you could
[verse 2]
play with, n~gga, that’s dangerous (oh)
told ’em i was raised in the bas~m~nt
twin aks in the playpen
take your face, rearrange it
i can turn eggs into bacon (yeah)
i can serve base with a apr~n
n~ggas been waitin’ to hate it (true)
i got a beamer and i’m anxious to race it
vroom right past you (vroom right past you)
cops keep followin’ a n~gga, that’s bad news
i don’t like hassles (i don’t like hassles)
suck it down remy and i’m feelin’ like papoose
hope i don’t crash you (hope i don’t crash you)
lil’ bird b~tch with me and i call a ho zazu
mind your bidness (mind your bidness)
f~ck your opinion, n0body asked you, woah
look (yeah), this that wap~wap sh~t (yeah)
sh~t’ll make a n~gga wanna stop, drop, sh~t (buck)
roll when you hit ’em with the glock~glock, b~tch (buck, buck)
semi~automatic if a n~gga really think he want static
now a n~gga doin’ pop~pop, b~tch
oh, you thought you was a hotshot, b~tch? (oh)
now you want a crown with a hotshot, b~tch (hey)
n~gga, i was raised on the block~block, b~tch
this is my time, no stopwatch, b~tch
all of my whips is top~notch, b~tch
how to get a plug at the chop shop, b~tch
even my son got pop rocks, b~tch
f~ckin’ your b~tch, don’t c~ck block, b~tch
i get your b~tch, i’ma [?], b~tch
she gon’ ride my drop top, b~tch
[chorus]
zim zimma (zim zimma)
who got the keys to my motherf~ckin’ beamer?
b~tch, i used to dream of this
i ain’t that n~gga you could

[verse 3]
i got some bands, now they got they hands out (hey)
all them hoes that have a man now, they pull my pants down
they know they don’t got no chance now, b~tch, i’m the man now (hey, hey)
used to be my only fan, she got onlyfans now
yeah, i’m swervin’, i got road rage, i feel oj
i don’t wear no f~ckin’ dolce, i smell like olé (joyner)
i might go back to my old ways, she want her soul saved
i done traded in my soulmate and got a gold chain
okay
i came up with the privilege of poverty livin’ and i ain’t had nonthin’ but scr~ps (yeah)
i had to watch n~ggas winnin’ and drivin’ in foreigns and i was just stuck in the back (word)
i had to learn me the bidness so once i applied it, i made me a couple of racks (yeah)
i had ménages with nicki and cardi and megan and then i woke up from a nap
ooh (ooh)
i had a bugatti and then i woke up in the trap (yeah)
i had a couple of friends i left in the past ’cause they don’t do nothin’ but cap (yeah)
i know a couple of n~ggas that don’t know the bidness and they do nothin’ but rap (yeah)
f~ck it i guess i’ll just shut up and drive, i got me a beamer, i’m runnin’ the lap
[chorus]
zim zimma (zim zimma)
who got the keys to my motherf~ckin’ beamer?
b~tch, i used to dream of this
i ain’t that n~gga you could

[verse 4]
yeah
put me inside of a room with n~ggas you think that are better than me
i crush them inevitably
and leave them as dead as can be
that go to any n~gga who’s steppin’ to me
they all come second to me
my words are weapons to me
i burn it, second degree
and get it, and i’m sick of any n~gga that’s sick
and i got it sick and shiverin’
even ritalin couldn’t get rid of it
you gotta be kiddin’, i’m trippin’
i kinda feel like a kid again (rah, rah, rah)
and, yeah, i got somethin’ to say
i ain’t with the games, i ain’t come to play
n~gga, you confused, you a broad, go tuck your leg
you trapped in the wrong body like young m.a (buck, buck)
i need my money like andale
got a one~inch blade, get cut if you run that fade
i ain’t really with the dumb ass shade
i come back brave, get cut when i run back sayin’

[outro]
zim zimma (zim zimma)
yeah, ayy
all the girls, dem sugar
i’m a trill ass n~gga
i’m a mike jack thriller
i’m a vj k!ller
armageddon, long~range reggie miller
watch me swerve on a n~gga
zim zimma (zim zimma)
yeah
all the girls, dem sugar
i’m a thrill ass n~gga (buck, buck)
i’m a mike jack thriller (buck, buck)
i’m a vj k!ller
armageddon, long~range reggie miller
watch me swerve on a n~gga
zim zimma (zim zimma)

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