Lyrics: Zenon Castillo
Music: Zenon Castillo
[Chorus]
(Boop-boop)
Ayy, shoutout all my hatin' niggas 'cause I get to stomp on 'em
"Why you show the [?] so much?" 'Cause I blew a buck on 'em
Way they lookin' at Lil Zen, they like, "That bag stuck to him"
Told my lil' bro there's a way, I guess that shit stuck to him
(Ayy, hey) Guess that shit stuck to him
I can't even imagine, my nigga, but it must suck losing
Bottle, bottle, I just popped a bottle, now my ass coolin
[Verse 1]
Model, model, I just ****ed a model, feelin' lucky, hit the lotto
Bad bitch, she wanna drink Moscato, all black fit, my shit lil' mono
I went too up just like Apollo (Ooh)
These niggas watchin', catch a hollow
Coppin' all designer shit, I don't even look at barcodes
Emo bitch, she slit it up, that ho just look like barcode
Bands touchin' down 'cause a young nigga just hit upload
Yeah, put your hands down, tryna see that lil' shit throw
Niggas fake, see that shit from a mile, GMO (aye-aye)
Old vibes left, but I need some more
Bi-bitch, I got DND, I'm locked in, please don't hit my phone, bi-bitch
I don't wanna hear that shit, yeah, please leave me 'lone (Leave me 'lone)
[Chorus]
(Oh no)
(Boop-boop)
Ayy, shoutout all my hatin' niggas 'cause I get to stomp on 'em
"Why you show the [?] so much?" 'Cause I blew a buck on 'em
When they lookin' at Lil Zen, they like, "That bag stuck to him"
Told my lil' bro there's a way, I guess that shit stuck to him
(Ayy, hey) Guess that shit stuck to him
I can't even imagine, my nigga, but it must suck losing
Bottle, bottle, I just popped a bottle, now my ass coolin
[Verse 2]
Hoppin' that shit, ok-okay, do the whole [?]
Back to the **** with the kid, I ain't talked to you in a minute
They know me for the chill shit, but they don't need for the real shit
I'm with some niggas, your [?] shawty like, "Zen, you want real shit?"
They-they ain't even see with the Kel-Tec, they haven't seen what I felt, yeah
Bands stickin' out like a nail, yeah, nigga tryna squash shit, say, "Oh yeah"
Get this shit suck, "Oh well," yeah, hop in that coupe for them pills, shit
Nigga want smoke, what the hell? Yeah
They like, "Zen, you on real shit," ha
They like, "Zen, you on real shit," ha, yeah, yeah
And I'm blowin' all this, oh my God
And I'm blowin' all this ****in' 'za, ayy
[Outro]
They like, "Zen, you on real shit," yeah
I'm top of buildings, I'm on top now, yeah
Top of the buildings, I'm on Cloud 9, yeah
They like, "Zen, you on real shit now"
Pockets fat, I'm goin' green time