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$weet-t - zero hesitation lyrics

[verse 1: $weet_t]
dog wanna be like $weet and $kid, he a pretender
in the whip with dog, we got dog in the fender
finna take a trip to the number_one spender
got a play for nose splender, guess irene on a bender
if the opps around us, you’ll bend the whip and break ’em
if the boys on our ass, i know $kid finna shake ’em
if your hoes keep starin’, $weet and $kid finna take ’em
unc’ just hit the stove, he finna shake and bake ’em (shakе and bake)
walk inside the trap likе i poured the foundation
my serve tryna tell me how to live the simulation
thinkin’ i’m a l!ck? you got the wrong indication
i got one in the head, and zero hesitation
the city never loved you, but $weet and $kid got fans
the type to dap us up and never wash their hands
bro was feelin’ tough ’til dutchmaster squashed his mans
i ain’t tryna talk to you, i got money in the plans
gone off on the play, he sent the bread in advance
i don’t feel too good ‘less there’s money in my pants
i really feel the best when that money hit my hands
jackie just took a hit, she finna do her f_ckin’ dance
better get your girl, we be f_ckin’ every chance
made her bust a handstand and she started doin’ chance
with obama in the grout, he started talkin’ to the plants
run up on $weet and $kid, we’ll do you like lieutenant dan
tryna backdoor $weet and $kid, how?
this thirty odd six’ll blow the ass off a cow
pitbulls in the trap finna turn you to chow
plus my fiend off the bean, i ain’t talkin’ curaçao
[verse 2: $kid]
my fiend off the bean and i ain’t talkin’ lima
unc’ doin’ a hundred years for sellin’ fentanyl from china
on the greyhound with your b_tch, a hundred pills in her v_g_n_
we got a one_way ticket to north carolina
we just left the mountains with a mountain of cash
dutch’ll drown you in a fountain while the strippers shakin’ their ass
he’ll leave your body there and go back to the party
my mans sold three hundred rocks for a white pair of cartis
unc’ traded three bricks for a blown_out presi’
nate need a neck brace ’cause his chain so heavy
you better off meltin’ it down, your lil’ chain’s so petty
you must ain’t got a plug, tryna hit the ‘caine with fetty
you must ain’t got a plug with that lil’ outfit on
dutch’ll strip you b_tt naked and put your outfit on
dutch’ll strip you b_tt naked and leave you in public
i sold a thousand beans and hit the dominican republic
i sold a thousand beans and spent the pros on dope
tryna run off on $kid, you should tie up a rope
tie it to the ceilin’ and put it on your throat
dutch’ll vacuum seal your body and put it in a tote
dutch’ll cut you up and mail you as a present
y’all caught up on the past, we gettin’ money in the present
my plane need a bird, i pulled up with a pheasant
unc’ need a lil’ boy, i ain’t talkin’ adolescent
my girl ain’t got no job, she on my payroll
when i made my first ten, i threw on payroll
(my first ten)

- weet t

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