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lirik lagu zotiyac 1 – far gone

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n~gga i f~ck that hoe then i leave
i ain’t runnin no errands
n~gga when i got in that smoke i just handled that sh~t by myself i ain’t run to my parents
n~gga think we sponsored by jordan my n~ggas’ll jump man
come through this block we gon air em
n~gga i step in this b~tch if he talkin too crazy i make a phone call i ain’t karen

pull wit da mask like yeat
leave yo ass on skates
keep on slidin til the gas on e
got da glock like key
let it kick like lee
tryna skip a heartbeat
let it hit repeat
had to scratch her off my schedule the b~tch type weak
i do not do no dates this b~tch low down and dirty come suck me up like a hi~c, tryna f~ck me outside the hyvee

its chess it not checkers you step up we hop over when i come thru bring my glock over
talkin that tough sh~t get shot over
trippen bout a b~tch i dont want like hot soda
i give a bad b~tch the cold shoulder ain’t even got time to f~ck wit u im so focused
sorry lil baby i dont notice n~ggas talk sh~t on the net and i dont notice

swing them sticks make em go home
prepare a n~gga funeral tryna find a n~gga suit like im frozone
it go up like the ozone if i tell foe nem go slide on that boy they gon roll on em
duckin and dodgin that dynamite jumpin up outta that stick it say “boom” like a cartoon
f~ck around find yo face on a milk carton cut out his lights turn this b~tch to a dark room
yea , yea , yea

off the meds now im far gone

yea , yea , yea

i got this b~tch givin me head in a dark room

(hook repeats)

n~gga ain’t tryna get hit with this b~tch why the f~ck he keep starin?
got his dumb ass shot tryna walk down the wrong block n~gga ain’t know what the f~ck he was wearin
n~gga i got the rock like a marriage
nah n~gga i got the chop like a terrorist
point at yo top from the top of the terrace
and then tear his sh~t off leave a n~gga embarrassed b~tch ~
big ass round like a ferris, and then chop sh~t up he ain’t die turnt that boy to a carrot
if im f~ckin that b~tch ima have to go slap on that rubber i cannot be careless n~gga
im smokin on gas got the neighbors keep callin the fire department take care of it
she told me she can’t be my b~tch i got too many b~tchez and she is not okay with sharin, so i cut the b~tch off
cut the b~tch off she was psychotic im probably better just me and my narcotics
that b~tch hit my line and be forgotten send me yo addy again cuz i forgot it
boy i get high like a pro pilot police dont like when im ridin they profilin
why these n~ggas hatin? thats my problem talk to the hoe not to me boy thats yo problem

(hook repeats)


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