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zotiyac – far gone كلمات اغاني

[chorus]
n_gga i f_ck that hoe then i leave, i ain’t runnin’ no errands
n_gga when i got in that smoke i just handled that sh_t by myself, i ain’t run to my parents
n_gga think we sponsored by jordan my n_ggas’ll jump man
come through this block we gon air ’em

[verse 1]
n_gga i step in this b_tch if he talkin’ too crazy i make a phone call, i ain’t karen
pull wit’ da mask like yeat
leave yo’ ass on skates
keep on slidin’ til’ the gas on e
got da glock like key
let it kick like lee
tryna skip a heartbeat, let it hit repeat
had to scratch her off my schedule, the b_tch type weak
i do not do no dates, this b_tch low down and dirty, come suck me up like a hi_c
tryna f_ck me outside the hyvee
it’s chess it not checkers, you step up, we hop over when i come thru bring my glock over
talkin’ that tough sh_t get shot over
trippen’ ’bout a b_tch i don’t want like hot soda
i give a bad b_tch the cold shoulder
ain’t even got time to f_ck wit’ you i’m so focused
sorry lil’ baby i don’t notice
n_ggas talk sh_t on the net and i don’t notice
swing them sticks make ’em go home
prepare a n_gga funeral tryna find a n_gga suit like i’m frozone
it go up like the ozone if i tell foe’nem go slide on that boy, they gon’ roll on ’em
duckin’ and dodgin’ that dynamite, jumpin’ up outta that stick it say “boom” like a cartoon
f_ck around find yo’ face on a milk carton
cut out his lights, turn this b_tch to a dark room
[bridge]
yea , yea , yea
off the meds now i’m far gone
yea , yea , yea
i got this b_tch givin’ me head in a dark room

[chorus]
n_gga i f_ck that hoe then i leave
i ain’t runnin’ no errands
n_gga when i got in that smoke i just handled that sh_t by myself, i ain’t run to my parents
n_gga think we sponsored by jordan my n_ggas’ll jump man
come through this block we gon air ’em

[verse 2]
n_gga ain’t tryna get hit with this b_tch, why the f_ck he keep starin’?
got his dumb ass shot tryna walk down the wrong block, n_gga ain’t know what the f_ck he was wearin’
n_gga i got the rock like a marriage
nah n_gga, i got the chop like a terrorist
point at yo’ top from the top of the terrace
and then tear his sh_t off leave a n_gga embarrassed b_tch
big ass round like a ferris, and then chop sh_t up he ain’t die turnt that boy to a carrot
if i’m f_ckin’ that b_tch i’ma have to go slap on that rubber, i cannot be careless n_gga
i’m smokin’ on gas, got the neighbors keep callin’ the fire department take care of it
she told me she can’t be my b_tch, i got too many b_tches and she is not okay with sharin’, so i cut the b_tch off
cut the b_tch off, she was psychotic
i’m probably better just me and my narcotics
that b_tch hit my line and be forgotten
send me yo’ addy again ’cause i forgot it
boy i get high like a pro_pilot, police don’t like when i’m ridin’ they profilin’
why these n_ggas hatin’?
that’s my problem, talk to the hoe, not to me, boy that’s yo’ problem
[outro]
yea , yea , yea
off the meds now i’m far gone
yea , yea , yea
i got this b_tch givin’ me head in a dark room

- zotiyac

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