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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loe Shimmy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shamar Cox
Composer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Free Payback, man, free Zombieland, man, free Slime, you feel me?
Nobody got more bodies than me (Hey, Sy, where are you?)
On God
Mm, uh, watch how I walk this bitch, man
Uh, I even got my **** Vince in the booth, just like it is every time, you feel me?
I don't need nobody else, I'm gon' walk this bitch, you hear me?
[Chorus]
Uh, bitch, I stand on business, I send blitzes, killings, ran up millions
Bitch, I lost my ceilings, I pop Perky 10, get in my feelings
**** ain't send me nothin' when I was locked, got out, ran up millions
Posted on the block with Glocks and rock, if rap don't work, I'm dealin'
Uh, went and bought the buildin', spend that bag on Chrome Heart, Louis linen
Save rest for my children, ran them racks up and made sure we winnin'
**** send disses and I get so deep in my feelings and that be the reason I'm killin'
Tired of the spinnin', you see all this chicken I'm gettin', lil' ****, my Cartiers hittin'
[Verse 1]
Uh, how the fuck they gon' neglect the Z? They must wan' rest in peace
Every time it's time to bust that bag down, I take less at least
Uh, walk with switchy in my briefs, pop pills, I itch like I got fleas
I spin with Glocks, put opp on tees, fuck bitches, two-two, .223
Bulletproof the brand-new Bentley, I'ma go collect that bag, you think they sent it?
These Balenciaga loafers, bought the bitch a choker, I don't rock no Fendi
Damn, that bid ain't over, need to free lil' Danny
They think I'm a loafer, switchy come in handy
Pussy super soaker, eat that bitch like candy
[Chorus]
Uh, bitch, I stand on business, I send blitzes, killings, ran up millions
Bitch, I lost my ceilings, I pop Perky 10, get in my feelings
**** ain't send me nothin' when I was locked, got out, ran up millions
Posted on the block with Glocks and rock, if rap don't work, I'm dealin'
Uh, went and bought the buildin', spend that bag on Chrome Heart, Louis linen
Save rest for my children, ran them racks up and made sure we winnin'
**** send disses and I get so deep in my feelings and that be the reason I'm killin'
Tired of the spinnin', you see all this chicken I'm gettin', lil' ****, my Cartiers hittin'
Written by: Shamar Cox