ZIPLOCK (Feat. Young Buddah) Lyrics
Fresh like i stepped outta ziplockyou niggas cant see me so i had to let yo bitch watch
i stay on my grind yeah im grindin to the tip tip..
do this in my sleep even grinding in my flip flops
but i stay fresh like i stepped outa zip lock
but i stay fresh like i stepped outa zip lock
Yo listen,
too much bitchin up in my bizness,
Killin on my flows so I just might needa witness,
hittin this and hittin that,
No I don't call back,
snapback with no tats,
but I still get up on that,
long to latitude, I'm higher than my driver,
Leave your ass stranded like a cat5 wire,
I'm eatin out dinin, You buyin groceries meijer
Sign an application, shit you might get hired,
spittin fire tho, bitches at my sides like dominoes,
My lyrics are home-made like a 16" Digorno
Leave bitch feelin like she was just in a porno,
ortho-
-pedic, I'm too sick, yet too fresh,
all fam no friends left,
no 6 sense, here's my 2 cents and 50, I'm lit like some incense,
You focused on me, you got the wrong navigation,
Wanna rap battle me, I go the whole duration,
cant turn down , stay turnt to the max
you niggas blowing on trees and im burnt on wax
if u listen to me ill get you burnt on facts
and my flo so cold but i burnt those tracks
medical weed.. yeah i burnt them packs\
niggas sleeping on me ..yall den took yall naps?
you niggas looked lost somebody took yall maps/
yeah i be sipping boy im hooked on yac
i stay fresh like i stepped out of zip lock for real/
if i say look at this i bet yo bitch watch for thrills
and a nigga got bars and i aint talking pills/
i be in these streets with the dank..shooting moves making deals
when i smoke wit ya bitch im in a tank she in heels/
i put her on now she use the dank to pay her bills
drowning in the money, i need a tank and some gills
im sipping purple drank thick like paint if it spills
Going continue where I left off, like a teen on probation,
I don't play games, this ain't playstation,
Green and ripped, lika post-Hulk Mutation,
My lyrics rehydratin lika farms irrigation,
Past cloud 9, I'm level 10 elevatin,
10 seconds n she captured, like COD domination,
Leave your ass wondering like final destination,
when my next track droppin, like nunya information,
I'm not young jeezy so why yea'll be waitin?
Hella followers, but seems most of yea be hatin,
Lyrics pumpin fuel, like a BP gas station,
rhyme the whole verse on the same foundation,
iteration on my location lika GPS navigation,
Yea'll trying to track me, like the bourne ultimatum,
My flow is so toxic, like cherynobls radiation,
Now I leave yea'll clappin, like a standing ovation,
i stunt so much i need a stunt double dog
and yo boy hard on every monologue
and my outfit like something ina catalogue
call me roger rabbit i just want my carrots yall
fresh like a nigga stepped out a magazine
blowing on gas keep a bag of gasoline
make yo girl relapse cuz shes a swagger fiend
pretty bitches on my dick cuz u know my swgger clean
youz a free agent while im balling with my team
haters wanna intervene but my swagg on creatine
so many colors on me like a motherfucking peacock
my swagg so dope you boy might have to detox
keep my grass cut low cuz these snakes trying to eavesdrop
you niggas got yo swagg from me but i dont even need props
left hand wristwatch the size of a big clock
you boy stay fresh like i stepped outa ziplock