Yeah
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Hit it from the back
She tell me she love me
Don't text her back
She said she bummin'
Now I'm coming on the track
Nine month, kid coming
Inspired by the one, Kid Cudi
No silvers, no Henny's
Jack and Coke, she a friend of it
No rum coke, no jenny's
Jame' is on the road, she offended
Dreadshot, I pull a deadshot aye
Mascot, take the mask off aye
Dread shot
I pull you close to feel you
How you got to close in feeling me
By taking all my energy
Models on models
On top of bitches and bottles
Can not live with this model
Carrying long and God
For bitches incision
Very willing like a mission
'Cause I'ma man with a vision
I'ma man with the 'stition
I can't hang around through the villa
I hang around where the kid goes
She try to run the villa
I pull her back
She try to marry me
She could barley see
What we do in the 773
26 and the street kids Z
Ride around in the Chicago streets
Got it like that
Yeah I got it like that
Hit him with a clank
That bitch ratchet
Put her in bag
That bitch nasty
I run track shit
I'm attractive
Like a magnet
I'm fantastic
Like the four rims
On my dragon
She got ass
That's a wagon
I'ma pack it up
And then I'll bag it up
I'ma body a bitch
'Til he had enough
She had it up
Way past her stomach
She wide receiver
I'm adding on 'em
I ain't passing it
Until the cash is coming
I ain't lighting up
Unless you matching something
I walk this town
Can you imagine running
Money talks a lot
But ain't tell you nothin'
You can't stop me no
You ain't f*cking with my flow
All up in my zone
I'm way outta' control
Step up to yo' boundaries
No border patrol
Always pack a flame
I've been cooking from a stove
But I am more than hybrid
Even though I am cold
I got statutes on my license
At 19 years old
That means I can lyrically murder
If you think you bold
I came from a burner
That means I can shoot smoke
Other rappers be 720p
You listening this HD
Can't really say that's crazy
I envision straight heat
Brain so fat that's AP
Who made you um maybe me
Subtract all the fake peeps
It helps with my A.D.D.
Put bass in my voice
I'ma keep it low key
Got the homie SXL
Killing 'em C's
Who he rapping with
Man that's Zamzoski
Nobody f*cking with 'em
In Milwaukee
Zamzoski - Deadshot (feat. SXL) Lyrics
Zamzoski - Deadshot (feat. SXL) Lyrics
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Yeah
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Hit it from the back
She tell me she love me
Don't text her back
She said she bummin'
Now I'm coming on the track
Nine month, kid coming
Inspired by the one, Kid Cudi
No silvers, no Henny's
Jack and Coke, she a friend of it
No rum coke, no jenny's
Jame' is on the road, she offended
Dreadshot, I pull a deadshot aye
Mascot, take the mask off aye
Dread shot
I pull you close to feel you
How you got to close in feeling me
By taking all my energy
Models on models
On top of bitches and bottles
Can not live with this model
Carrying long and God
For bitches incision
Very willing like a mission
'Cause I'ma man with a vision
I'ma man with the 'stition
I can't hang around through the villa
I hang around where the kid goes
She try to run the villa
I pull her back
She try to marry me
She could barley see
What we do in the 773
26 and the street kids Z
Ride around in the Chicago streets
Got it like that
Yeah I got it like that
Hit him with a clank
That bitch ratchet
Put her in bag
That bitch nasty
I run track shit
I'm attractive
Like a magnet
I'm fantastic
Like the four rims
On my dragon
She got ass
That's a wagon
I'ma pack it up
And then I'll bag it up
I'ma body a bitch
'Til he had enough
She had it up
Way past her stomach
She wide receiver
I'm adding on 'em
I ain't passing it
Until the cash is coming
I ain't lighting up
Unless you matching something
I walk this town
Can you imagine running
Money talks a lot
But ain't tell you nothin'
You can't stop me no
You ain't f*cking with my flow
All up in my zone
I'm way outta' control
Step up to yo' boundaries
No border patrol
Always pack a flame
I've been cooking from a stove
But I am more than hybrid
Even though I am cold
I got statutes on my license
At 19 years old
That means I can lyrically murder
If you think you bold
I came from a burner
That means I can shoot smoke
Other rappers be 720p
You listening this HD
Can't really say that's crazy
I envision straight heat
Brain so fat that's AP
Who made you um maybe me
Subtract all the fake peeps
It helps with my A.D.D.
Put bass in my voice
I'ma keep it low key
Got the homie SXL
Killing 'em C's
Who he rapping with
Man that's Zamzoski
Nobody f*cking with 'em
In Milwaukee
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Hit it from the back
She tell me she love me
Don't text her back
She said she bummin'
Now I'm coming on the track
Nine month, kid coming
Inspired by the one, Kid Cudi
No silvers, no Henny's
Jack and Coke, she a friend of it
No rum coke, no jenny's
Jame' is on the road, she offended
Dreadshot, I pull a deadshot aye
Mascot, take the mask off aye
Dread shot
I pull you close to feel you
How you got to close in feeling me
By taking all my energy
Models on models
On top of bitches and bottles
Can not live with this model
Carrying long and God
For bitches incision
Very willing like a mission
'Cause I'ma man with a vision
I'ma man with the 'stition
I can't hang around through the villa
I hang around where the kid goes
She try to run the villa
I pull her back
She try to marry me
She could barley see
What we do in the 773
26 and the street kids Z
Ride around in the Chicago streets
Got it like that
Yeah I got it like that
Hit him with a clank
That bitch ratchet
Put her in bag
That bitch nasty
I run track shit
I'm attractive
Like a magnet
I'm fantastic
Like the four rims
On my dragon
She got ass
That's a wagon
I'ma pack it up
And then I'll bag it up
I'ma body a bitch
'Til he had enough
She had it up
Way past her stomach
She wide receiver
I'm adding on 'em
I ain't passing it
Until the cash is coming
I ain't lighting up
Unless you matching something
I walk this town
Can you imagine running
Money talks a lot
But ain't tell you nothin'
You can't stop me no
You ain't f*cking with my flow
All up in my zone
I'm way outta' control
Step up to yo' boundaries
No border patrol
Always pack a flame
I've been cooking from a stove
But I am more than hybrid
Even though I am cold
I got statutes on my license
At 19 years old
That means I can lyrically murder
If you think you bold
I came from a burner
That means I can shoot smoke
Other rappers be 720p
You listening this HD
Can't really say that's crazy
I envision straight heat
Brain so fat that's AP
Who made you um maybe me
Subtract all the fake peeps
It helps with my A.D.D.
Put bass in my voice
I'ma keep it low key
Got the homie SXL
Killing 'em C's
Who he rapping with
Man that's Zamzoski
Nobody f*cking with 'em
In Milwaukee
Writer: Salvador Zamora, Skylar Zamzow
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid