Lyrics

I need deliverance, yeah that's that Joe Cool Still on my gorilla shit, rubber burnin', tire screechin' Hop in the whip and peel that bitch Yeah I'm feeling this You dummy I'm ventriloquist It's Coolie on his DIBKIS shit My nigga gave me confidence It's obvious that I'm there for this Illin' and I'm feelin' myself chillin' out in Vegas My new lady under shade, the palms faded I could say we finally made it Now we highly celebrated I know Zoo be lookin' down on us He smilin' all elated, we heard Independent rappers that's 'cause independence matters And I'm hearing different chatter Clearly we run different ladders Y'all just smearing fecal matter It appear we made of matter I am bigger, colder, badder Chips like boulders on my shoulders Woah there, move the fuck on over I need closure, leave me 'lone You can make a bed, I'm in your city I'mma prolly leave with bones And I got respect and love for me when I'm at motherfucking home And R.I.P. to Zoo forever Bitch we right where we belong Shit I'mma bet it all That's the type of nigga that I am If I got it in my pocket going ham I'mma bet it all Dummy being broke ain't funny Scared man can't make no money I'mma bet it all That's the type of nigga that I am If I got it in my pocket going ham I'mma bet it all Dummy being broke ain't funny Scared man can't make no money Ay, ay Risky, wild card I don't show my hand like a true detective Slick G, poker face on, max bet, playing too aggressive Hit me, double down and double up on every single one of mine Filthy, bet that I win straight up, that's a money line All of my pockets the size of a quarter Be wasting this money like water I gotta have all of the drip, all the sauce in my order I could've crept out on the corner Bet these suckers getting nothing off Know I live and die for my respect Bet it all and it ain't no luck involved Although the odds against me like roulette Bet it down, wanna go to war, really quip with the bull The bluff, cause and effect I can't deal with it no more like I ain't got a full 52 cards in a deck I am on the scene with a mean cheekbone that pinto I'm ten down with a road deck Killer instinct like I rip low, throwback Better B.H.double O.D know that I'm on my Zoo shit, king shit This a royal flush, that fresh shit Penny blue-chip, don't want bad Ain't nobody spoil us huh Gimme two-cent, no less slick, bet it's going up Yelling Brotherhood forever, get a bag and bet I throw it up Shit I'mma bet it all That's the type of nigga that I am If I got it in my pocket going ham I'mma bet it all Dummy being broke ain't funny Scared man can't make no money I'mma bet it all That's the type of nigga that I am If I got it in my pocket going ham I'mma bet it all Dummy being broke ain't funny Scared man can't make no money Move nigga, move punk, move If you don't wanna spend no dollas Won't wanna bend no nada And a big funk gonna get more love Idiots never proceed You could sit on the fet of your frees I'mma call a cheddar disease You don't take a chance and you never succeed Somebody told me to get my guwop up But not the way to get you locked up Crew shot up, only way to get a lot of blue stocked up Is if you got nuts, my Dollar dog, my Króna mane My Euro, Yen, and my Zloty Got me way you can't stop me And I got really cocky after I sold a million copies By keeping it really lit, I got on my scrilly bitch With my music affiliates, I'm on that milly shit Pushing that illy spit, never let silly tricks feel the dick Focus nigga (Yeah, yeah) Being broke with hopeless figures (Yeah, yeah) Got you wishing the dough get bigger when the bloke is low as roaches nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Bet that, bet that, all up on a Tech rap, jet pack Turn around and get a check back Never be a motherfucking set back Never believing is where it's slept at Now I got that long money, make you dance 'Cause somebody said, "Go on honey, take a chance." Shit I'mma bet it all That's the type of nigga that I am If I got it in my pocket going ham I'mma bet it all Dummy being broke ain't funny Scared man can't make no money I'mma bet it all That's the type of nigga that I am If I got it in my pocket going ham I'mma bet it all Dummy being broke ain't funny Scared man can't make no money
Writer(s): Aaron Yates, Michael Summers, Michael Varnes, Terence I Jr Mosby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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