lil zay osama – humble كلمات اغاني
[intro]
ayy, ayy
gang, gang, gang, gang
foenem know how the f_ck i’m rockin’
gang, gang, gang, gang (d_mn, drako, you made this?)
[chorus]
slide in the scats and tracks
they homie died, they ain’t get back
i be with too many k!llers and drillers
my homie die, we gon’ get back
n_ggas ain’t chargin’ me three k for strikers, they know i be payin’ a stack
you better play with them goofies or you be the goofy that died for tryna tax (b_tch)
foenem been masked up, way before shiesties and way before covid masks
i don’t give a f_ck if that’s my cousin, he with them n_ggas, we gon’ backdoor his ass
foеnem took down a n_gga, he got smoked actin’ likе he on foenem ass
n_ggas be claimin’ hoods in jail, call home, they don’t even know his ass
[verse]
i like thick b_tches, we f_cked everybody hoes
really put that d_ck in ’em
we took everybody poles and they ain’t do sh_t, n_gga
he ain’t no opp but he was around when he got hit when foenem bent, n_gga (uh, uh)
he say he ain’t goin’ but he went, n_gga
i know a n_gga that beat quadruple bodies, shout out drench, n_gga
foenem knew his car so he can’t hide behind that tint, n_gga
playin’ like he that n_gga from his hood knowin’ he a b_tch, n_gga (uh)
ayy, lil’ bro ‘nem in competition
they go body_for_body, let’s see who get the most scores on the opposition
and rico crashed the scat pack after the shootout, lil’ folk’s hot_ass season
soon as twelve say, “look, lil zay did somethin'” i’m in cabo fishin’, gang (b_tch)
[chorus]
slide in the scats and tracks
they homie died, they ain’t get back
i be with too many k!llers and drillers
my homie die, we gon’ get back
n_ggas ain’t chargin’ me three k for strikers, they know i be payin’ a stack
you better play with them goofies or you be the goofy that died for tryna tax (b_tch)
foenem been masked up, way before shiesties and way before covid masks
i don’t give a f_ck if that’s my cousin, he with them n_ggas, we gon’ backdoor his ass
foenem took down a n_gga, he got smoked actin’ like he on foenem ass
n_ggas be claimin’ hoods in jail, call home, they don’t even know his ass
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