Dubz

Lyrics
[Intro: Z] Hey Hey You all see me Huh [Bridge: Z] They see me, I'm beanies My beazy be loco I'm staying lopro, like fuck all the bojo Got greenery, beat me I'll bring you a ocho I'm THC, pray for me Going in solo [Verse 1: Z] Wasn't even walking with a strap back then I was bouncing pad to pad like a pogo Aye Ounce broke down into tons and to tears Tell my grandpa I'll be back like a photo C'mon Started off at the barber chopping, practicing my dojo In front to smosh, trynna get a ride with the [Asos?] and they rojos Gangland a strange man My brain is out this ozone They be saying I look horrible What they're saying is my logo They hating, they don't know though Young Z off dodo Now moving likе the GoPro trynna cop it by the bolo Like fuck it, I'm on showboat whilе I'm sniffing up this cocoa They be stuck up in they homos I'mma focus on this promo [Chorus: Z] I used to push paper with no Ls, dubs Ride around boxing with no shelves, thugs Now I'm on top of the broke scale, bands Getting topped off on smoke-ware, I'm high Used to push paper with no Ls, dubs Ride around boxing with no shelves, thugs Now I'm on top of the broke scale, bands Getting topped off when I smoke well, I'm high [Verse 2: Z] I walk around in boxers Parking bleezy on the stove Breath me like I'm eating when I'm speaking all these notes I mean all I ever think about is cheese and getting throat And making millions off this rapping like I'm sitting on some dough I used to walk the streets and now I'm comfy in my home Bangers blasting on these whoopers like they flagging in they zone Pistol got me sagging but I stash it to this arm Cause all that brag about that blasting will be lacking if you gone Look daddy making money and mommy always on the grinder But son you're getting cheese, and my daughter we behind her We quit you like a unit moving fluent like a timer We ain't sitting on recliners, we acquire with desire Walking in the fire, now I'm acting like MacGyver Rearranging through the wire Trynna pace it like a driver Low basic for my buyers Got amazing, it's that fire They be raising it with sire Trynna get a little higher [Chorus: Z] I used to push paper with no Ls, dubs Ride around boxing with no shelves, thugs Now I'm on top of the broke scale, bands Getting topped off on smoke-ware, I'm high Used to push paper with no Ls, dubs Ride around boxing with no shelves, thugs Now I'm on top of the broke scale, bands Getting topped off when I smoke well, I'm high
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Credits
- Writers
- Z (of Firing Squad)