Top Songs By Blacc Zacc
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blacc Zacc
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zachary Chapman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neeko Baby
Producer
Nation
Mixing Engineer
Zachary Chapman
Recording Engineer
Glenn A Tabor III
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let's get it
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Hold up real quick, let me pop my shit
Hold up real quick, let me pop my shit
Hold up real quick, let me pop my shit
Who the fuck is this?
Ay, who the fuck is this with this badass bitch?
With that ice on his wrist (Ay)
[Verse 3]
First of all, bitch, I'm the richest in the state (In the state)
They say it's lonely at the top but I feel great (I feel great)
Ain't had no daddy, shit, he left when I was eight (Ain't got no daddy)
That's why I spoil my mama, treat her like she bae, hey (Hey, bae)
They ask me how I made a mil' without no deal (How you did it?)
Where would I be without my plug and vacuum seal? (Tell my plug)
I left my bitch when she ain't agree with how I live (Bye, bitch)
What makes you think I'm pickin' you 'fore my career? Yeah (Ay, ay)
Fuck how you feel, that's just how it is, you gotta respect it (You gotta respect it)
You wasn't in the field when I was broke, that shit was hectic (That shit was hectic)
Look at you, bitch, you got a Rollie and a necklace (Look at you)
Bought you everything you got, so how the fuck I'm selfish? (How the fuck I'm selfish?)
[Verse 4]
But fuck that, hold up real quick, let me pop my shit (Pop it)
Since I left you, I got oh-so rich (Sloppy)
Catch me on Collins with this badass bitch (Who?)
Oh, you know her? That's your friend? Oh, shit (Oh, shit)
Got baguettes on my wrist (My wrist)
Look like lights in this bitch (Like lights)
Look at my ears, look at my neck, I could've got life for this shit (Life)
I make music for them **** in the dope hole
Not for **** with no colored hair and tight clothes
Yeah, my son a player, he ain't nothing but four, yeah
My daughter rich and she ain't nothing but eight, yeah
They love they daddy no matter what you say, yeah (That me, CO)
I'm under thirty, big house on the lake, we straight
Ay, hold up, ****, let me pop it (Let me pop it)
Kelly Price up in my pockets, this shit sloppy (Whoa, whoa)
I don't want no more hoes out of Onyx (No, no)
I'm iconic, I can't show love to no thotties, yeah (To no thotties)
My bitch bilingual, like to drink on Titos, yeah (Titos)
Jacks in my pockets like that **** Tito, yeah (Tito)
Need pounds for thirteen just like Dan Marino (Dan Marino)
Richest rapper in my state, I ain't tryna have the best flow (****)
[Verse 5]
Yeah, hold up real quick, and let me pop my shit
Hold up real quick, and let me pop my shit
Hold up real quick, let me pop my shit
Yeah, who the fuck is this with this badass bitch?
Who the fuck is this with this iced out shit?
Who the fuck is this with this iced out shit?
Who the fuck is this with baguettes on his wrist?
Damn
Written by: Zachary Chapman