Zodiac Killer

Lyrics

[Part I] [Intro] Tell me why this bitch tryna CashApp Oh, shit I say I don't treat you, that's all cap Ever saw some shit and wished that you ain't saw that? Drama baby, drama, yeah, and all that [Verse] Uh, ay She want me to turn down, get high and feel like sex I don't bang, so I won't put it on the set But on the set, you niggas showing love in the A They like "What the fuck? This nigga ain't even pull up in the A" (Drama going up) Hit the Styrofoam, I'm getting messages straight from my mama phone (And I'm popping up) I just wanna not fell shit, that's what I been on (I can't prove enough) I just wanna not feel sick, so I do the drugs (I won't know enough) Who say I don't pop real shit?, who are you to judge? (Ay, nah, for real) That is not no real drip, boy you lame Bitch always snatched, she got items, she lips, she got brain I don't need no motherfuckin' chain All my niggas gettin' money anyway What he say? Do yo' big one, lil bitch, come do yo' big one Which bitch?, this bitch, I'll pick one (I'll pick) His bitch dismissed, I'll kick one (I kick) Give a fuck about her sign, they all a lie Aquarius, a Libra, a Taurus, a Gemini Have you ever had a dream that we all died? You ever been smart and got yo' bitch fucked? You ever fell in love wit' a sick fuck? I fell in love wit' the way she dick suck I had to leave it off, right where we picked up (The real child of drama) (Have you ever had a dream that we all died?) (You ever saw some shit and wished that you ain't saw that) (Drama, baby drama, hey and all that) [Part II] [Chorus] Bitch, I only do this shit wit' my help Niggas need some of my help Bitches need some of my help Hey Don't ask me questions bae, let God help, hey My only question how could I help? That's who I love [Verse 1] Say she in pain, say she fucked up Ay, it's us I go above, I go beyond just because That's who I love (That's who I love, for real) Free my cous', fuck, he ain't no thug (He ain't no thug, for real) I'm just fucked up, that's why I pour this Tris Not no convicted felon, my conviction made me this (God damn) I still ain't learned my lesson, been a gremlin since a kid Said I couldn't, then I did Bitch, you would've, could've slid Bitch, you should've, could've did (Hey) Mama on my head about them Percocet's My bitch on my head about them Percocet's Why they act like they don't know I'm hurtin'? I told my bitch I'm hurtin' Yeah Come on [Chorus] Bitch, I only do this shit wit' my help Niggas need some of my help Bitches need some of my help Hey Don't ask me questions bae, let God help, hey My only question how could I help? That's who I love [Verse 2] Ain't no way you thought he was a plug (Ain't no way you bought that shit) Ain't no way you bought he was a plug (Ain't no way you bought that shit) Ain't no way you bought he was a thug (Ain't no way you bought that shit) Ain't no way you show these niggas love Drama hop out, black truck I don't even post when I'm in that, I don't like that truck I want the Rolls Royce Maybach nigga, yeah that truck (Mm) My bitch bad as hell (Mad as hell), yo' bitch sad as hell (Don't be sad as hell) I got some', act right for how she act I got some', act right for how she act, mm I got some', act right, hmm I got some', act right, hmm I got some', act right, mm A nigga still hurtin', though