Zion

Lyrics

[Intro] (Six7, what it do, fool?) [Verse] Niggas outside in all black like a Pilgrim Nigga play with some money, get threw off a building Chopstick make him come out his shoes like Zion Williams Got a coupe from Lil Wayne and it got no ceilings AR with big bullets, I can kill Godzilla Need pennies and pills, call Boom or Zilla I just fuck hoes and dip, I don't touch no pillows Would've cut that bitch off, I ain't come with my scissors Nigga reach for my chain and get fried like gizzards Nigga play, then we waitin' in his grass like lizzards Young nigga tryna snap on his ass like a picture I can't throw you no paper, do I look like a pitcher? In my city, walk around with the rod like a fisher Oh, that boy think he dope? He get threw in a Swisher You try stealing from me, put your hand in a blender Wear the Gucci lifejacket like I'm finna go swimmin' Got Saint Laurent boots with the spurs like Tim Keep a Glock, I'll pop, I ain't goin' like them Fuck her on a Percocet, I ain't nuttin' like him Got diamonds, so you know I keep a K like Kim Got a lightskinned bitch and she beggin' for action You was on the side of the field like a high school mascot I'm bored, fuck around, fuck that bitch 'til I pass out I ain't think I'd blow with this rap shit Swear I had to punch, tell him meet me entirely Then I jump out the back, had the streets on fire Tell Johnny Iceman I just sent him a wire Nigga, stop all that cappin', you ain't never rode Forgiato tires Or been in the coupe with the doors with the sliders I ain't know all these rappers was liars Everybody with me got a gun, nigga, even my driver My lil' niggas screamin', "Turn down for what?" like Lil Jon We don't rap beef with niggas, get threw in the pond Oh, he tryna beef on the 'Gram, he won Got a bitch from Pittsburgh, hair like Mulan Crash out with a .223, make 'em run AR came with two sticks, sound like a drum I'ma count one to ten, then let off a bomb Out-of-town freak ho suckin' me like a bong Too many hoes, play duck-duck-goose No little bullets, my shit can knock down a moose Nigga play in this bitch and get cut like a fruit At the strip club with a .38 in my boot In the drop-top, you can get dropped like my roof We'll come to your block, get it hot like soup If we talkin' 'bout clips, mine long like roots I just hit her at twelve, then I'm gone by two I take a freak ho Build a lil' bitch from a crumb, that's me These rap niggas friendly as fuck in the studio Cappin' 'bout he finna front me a P But he don't know I'm fuckin' his main bitch She already told me he ain't never sold a key They know I'll walk a nigga down broad day Niggas still shootin' from 'cross the street