Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
When they walk in then you throw the Mac
And if you can't do that
Turn him to an opp and make it complicated
I could put money up on your head
Too much bread it don't make sense
And your bread do not exist 'cause they would not pay him
Pull my blade up at the opps 'cause I'm a cop slayer
I won't see you later told him "GG As-salamu alaykum"
Thought he my bro but betrayed him
He Thought I was so sweet but then the angel sent him to satan
Hahahahaha
Nigga I'm a menace I just got the pack and flipped the work
This dumbass nigga just pulled up on me I made him cosplay the dirt
And this dude wan act like he so f*ckin icy He soft serve
And I really wanna cop the SRT but 350Z swerve
Carrying all these bands it hurt
The black market I clocked into work
Dumbass boy he wanted a zip I got my box and I sent back dirt
Got my box and I sent back earth
Just be glad that u wasn't in it
My money grow legs and then it twerk
It so fat it's a thick bitch
Run my money like Fitbit I cannot stop now
He want a link on how to get rich
That nigga is a clown
Stummy hurt because my wrist sick
Shh don't make a sound cause when I signal
We gon blitz him, Damn
Walk in this bitch all black fit
And now my shit be lokkin' crispy
Countin' fifty niggas iffy if they actin' nice
I keep my guard up push the startup
Rev the car up on the block
Tell me what you gotta say
Out my way, I'm speeding
Real shit
Goin' 80 hope I don't crash my Mercades
Grab a drink, some dope
Then go back home turn on the mic on 3
Doin' pushups levitating on the shrooms
I see the room I see my doom
If you ain't moshin' you a straight up lame
F*ck sake, f*ck sake, f*ck
Please don't talk if you ain't feelin' the pain, bitch
I see through the costume I can see you on the same shit
And now that I'm free I can express all this hatred
Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
MOSHPIT (feat. Grunch & A$H) Video (MV)
Performed By: ZIKA GANG
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Ashton Sudduth, Jaime Morales-Rodriguez
ZIKA GANG - MOSHPIT (feat. Grunch & A$H) Lyrics
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Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
When they walk in then you throw the Mac
And if you can't do that
Turn him to an opp and make it complicated
I could put money up on your head
Too much bread it don't make sense
And your bread do not exist 'cause they would not pay him
Pull my blade up at the opps 'cause I'm a cop slayer
I won't see you later told him "GG As-salamu alaykum"
Thought he my bro but betrayed him
He Thought I was so sweet but then the angel sent him to satan
Hahahahaha
Nigga I'm a menace I just got the pack and flipped the work
This dumbass nigga just pulled up on me I made him cosplay the dirt
And this dude wan act like he so f*ckin icy He soft serve
And I really wanna cop the SRT but 350Z swerve
Carrying all these bands it hurt
The black market I clocked into work
Dumbass boy he wanted a zip I got my box and I sent back dirt
Got my box and I sent back earth
Just be glad that u wasn't in it
My money grow legs and then it twerk
It so fat it's a thick bitch
Run my money like Fitbit I cannot stop now
He want a link on how to get rich
That nigga is a clown
Stummy hurt because my wrist sick
Shh don't make a sound cause when I signal
We gon blitz him, Damn
Walk in this bitch all black fit
And now my shit be lokkin' crispy
Countin' fifty niggas iffy if they actin' nice
I keep my guard up push the startup
Rev the car up on the block
Tell me what you gotta say
Out my way, I'm speeding
Real shit
Goin' 80 hope I don't crash my Mercades
Grab a drink, some dope
Then go back home turn on the mic on 3
Doin' pushups levitating on the shrooms
I see the room I see my doom
If you ain't moshin' you a straight up lame
F*ck sake, f*ck sake, f*ck
Please don't talk if you ain't feelin' the pain, bitch
I see through the costume I can see you on the same shit
And now that I'm free I can express all this hatred
Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
When they walk in then you throw the Mac
And if you can't do that
Turn him to an opp and make it complicated
I could put money up on your head
Too much bread it don't make sense
And your bread do not exist 'cause they would not pay him
Pull my blade up at the opps 'cause I'm a cop slayer
I won't see you later told him "GG As-salamu alaykum"
Thought he my bro but betrayed him
He Thought I was so sweet but then the angel sent him to satan
Hahahahaha
Nigga I'm a menace I just got the pack and flipped the work
This dumbass nigga just pulled up on me I made him cosplay the dirt
And this dude wan act like he so f*ckin icy He soft serve
And I really wanna cop the SRT but 350Z swerve
Carrying all these bands it hurt
The black market I clocked into work
Dumbass boy he wanted a zip I got my box and I sent back dirt
Got my box and I sent back earth
Just be glad that u wasn't in it
My money grow legs and then it twerk
It so fat it's a thick bitch
Run my money like Fitbit I cannot stop now
He want a link on how to get rich
That nigga is a clown
Stummy hurt because my wrist sick
Shh don't make a sound cause when I signal
We gon blitz him, Damn
Walk in this bitch all black fit
And now my shit be lokkin' crispy
Countin' fifty niggas iffy if they actin' nice
I keep my guard up push the startup
Rev the car up on the block
Tell me what you gotta say
Out my way, I'm speeding
Real shit
Goin' 80 hope I don't crash my Mercades
Grab a drink, some dope
Then go back home turn on the mic on 3
Doin' pushups levitating on the shrooms
I see the room I see my doom
If you ain't moshin' you a straight up lame
F*ck sake, f*ck sake, f*ck
Please don't talk if you ain't feelin' the pain, bitch
I see through the costume I can see you on the same shit
And now that I'm free I can express all this hatred
Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
F*ck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Writer: Ashton Sudduth, Jaime Morales-Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, MUSIC ACCESS INC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, MUSIC ACCESS INC