Zorbas (Remix)

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Cash Kidd & DaBoii - Rap

Zorbas (Remix)

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[Verse 1: Cash Kidd] Ayy, told the plug where you at? meet me at Zorbas See the strap pokin' on stage while I'm performin' Makin' it rain, blowin' trees like it's stormin' To hoes ain't shit, but in my family I'm important, ayy Don't push me, I'm close to the edge like Florida Put your bitch ass to sleep like it's borin' They left when I was on the bench, now I'm scorin' Bust on her titties, that's a chestnut like Morris, look First I got a back massage, then a dick massage She gon' let me fuck whenever, this bitch dick-matized, huh Nate got a fake ID on him at Enterprise Could've used cash, but we addicted to these slides Fed the bitch another perky, now she energized But not to go a round two, baby your Lyft outside I ain't givin' niggas dap, wouldn't give 'em five Today went past the scrimmage line and had to be penalized, yeah In the Uber strapped up, this an Escalade Courtesy of that punch I bought yesterday Ayy, big clip on me, we could still catch the fade nigga Missed him, whacked his mans, we need better aim, huh Pillow talkin' to these hoes, you forever lame If you gon' fuck the bitch, then do that without sayin' my name Dawg I wish it would rain, I feel like Eddie Kane 'Cause I paid too much for this fit, somebody gotta see me Niggas tryna be me Show my ass, but I'm not Rikishi Niggas tryna leave me I ain't going, bitch my mama need me Yeah Texas strands with Jimmy, watching SportsCenter Take me back when I was young, it was a sports nigga G-Money, they couldn't fuck with us on that court nigga Yeah and even back then, we was off the porch nigga Bro still selling reggies to the old niggas, ayy Hit the mall, go dumb like a slow nigga PO said if I get caught one more Glock, it's bad But I can't get inside no whip if I can't ride with MAC Had to cut lil baby off, she wasn't 'bout her cash, yeah Killed her with success, ain't even block her ass Gettin' neck on McNichols, damn near 'bout to crash Messy bitch think she slick, almost forgot her lash Hoes all in my face like a hockey mask, ayy But I'm runnin' to that money, sorry gotta blast Pieces hittin', just punched for a belt like karate class, uh Bitch I'm tryna punch a Cuban like Rocky Badd I done try to quit the fraud but I got it bad Tried to leave the road alone and just try to rap But every time I get focused I think about the past Fuck that, need more chicken in case this job don't last nigga Ayy facts, niggas know I open doors like in the drive-thru When your window broke 5K on a game, playin' Nintendo 64 Mariokart race, shells in your vehicle Catch niggas out in traffic, his condition critical No guns in my videos but these niggas really know, ayy Just 'cause you tougher than 'em That don't mean you stronger than 'em Don't mean you smarter than that nigga, 'cause you older than him Ayy just for hangin' with dog, now we gotta blow you with him Ladder hangin' like a firetruck, put holes in niggas Nigga, yeah, ayy Until this rap shit popped, I never heard of niggas Cookie loud like the Cadillac converter missin' I ride around with that cooler, big worm on niggas Tryna hit everybody like a thirsty nigga Yeah, bitch I'm racked up like dirty dishes Fuck around, drop chicken on you dirty niggas Put a tag on your top, like Hershey Kisses, nigga [Verse 2: DaBoii] Hit my plug like where you at? I got a plane to catch And if the boys get right behind us, brodie make a left And I just hit a four on D's, who wanna place a bet? Tired of all these niggas sayin' they demons, boy you ain't possessed All the opps be shootin' bricks, them niggas hate the net And every nigga wit' me strapped, like the safest X These niggas make my tummy tickle when they makin' threats And I'm strictly only what? Bitch you can say the rest Bitch and all my niggas slugs, they don't want no shell If I get caught with this strap, then that's jail with no bail Your ho need her a new weave, she look well, she'll sell I hope I win up in the end, y'all pray that I fail Cruisin' through the V in the Batmobile Soon as brodie seen a opp, he ain't have no chill Jumped in the deep end, can't breath, he ain't have no gills Slapped the bitch while she was suckin', she ain't have no skills How the fuck your pockets empty? You have no bills Coulda been a real nigga, you had to squeal You'll never have respect, shoulda had 'em sealed Wanna sign me for the M's, there we have a deal The fake gon' smile in your face, don't even brush they teeth They buyin' guns to strike a pose, don't even clutch they knees Bitch I been told you I was him, you just must ain't see Hot boxin' in a whip, now my lungs can't breathe And I ain't shit to these hoes like I'm constipated Ridin' with somethin' that's gon' decrease the city population Before I ever drop my chin, I'll be locked in cages Remember sleepin' on that floor but now I'm rockin' stages They said I'm cocky, no that's not me, bitch I'm confident His bro got whacked, but he don't want revenge, nigga just kinda pissed He ain't really livin' what he rappin', he just rhymin' shit Gang full of them wolves, yeah I think not, y'all top robberin' Oops I meant top ramen, talkin' slick, not slidin' No effort, not tryin', all facts, not lyin' Poles on us, stop signin', outside, not hidin' Want the job, but you don't meet the standards, bitch you not hired Too many questions in one day, check his chest for a wire Reach for this water on my neck, I got a pole full of fire Nigga nose grow when he talkin', know you a liar And my shooter trigger-happy, he overly hyper Don't ask me where I got this fit, I know some boostin' bitches And don't make a fuckin' move, I give you two for flinchin' Spittin' when I'm on the mic like my tooth was missin' Your boss a bitch, he ain't on shit, y'all need a new lieutenant Back then they ain't know me, now we all related And we ain't puttin' out our hands, don't want these altercations Ain't lift my foot up off that pedal, I ran out of patience Can't promise you that I won't leave 'cause bitch, I'm bound to break it

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Credits

Writers
  • Cash Kidd
  • DaBoii