The HK weighin' 4 pounds
Niggas know it'll go down
I'm ZMF, I ain't Zoe Pound
I'm Zoe Mafia
Make the ho popular
She used to work, Mickey D's
Smokin' pills with the trees
You niggas can't intervene
It be too much rank, come wit' me
I was on the crate selling weed
Get a nigga stank for no reason
Then I'm on a date overseas
I'm in the raves throwin' molly
Who out there chasin' her body
She want some braces, I got her
Who set the basement on fire
Choppin' heads and burnin' houses, nigga
Coupe ???
I'm wit' the Kutthroat Committee
Get a nigga touched in his own city
I ain't gon' lie, lil' mom pretty
She just need a lil' butt and more titties
Can't even stop gettin' high
I can't even tell my people why
I can't even stop playin' wit' fire
I be sayin' "I change" but I lie
He set the basement on fire
He made a statement, oh my
I was totin' the cutter already
And free lil' motherfuckin Melly
Imma set up the school and the telly
Everything I do: legendary
Rock Jimmy Choo wit' Amiri
These bullets gon' cut through your vest
You know what it is, it's ZMF
I ain't got no pain in me left
I be tryna see how you finesse some
You know what's next, Imma strech them
Nigga, lil' coat for the redrum
It's about to be a murder
Slow a lil' down and start swervin'
I'm in the backseat servin'
Nigga, it's a Kutthroat Bizness
Yeah nigga, Kutthroat Bill
Kutthroat J. Bill, Duval
I'm gettin' one wit you when I pull up I get my dawg a ???
It's only lil way we can take care of this lil' problem
They just let Lil' Wiz off house arrest, yea Imma pop me a bottle
God keep blessin' the squad, I don't know what it is about us
Everybody silent, Grew up robbin', I'm catchin' bodies
Kutthroat, Sniper Gang, ya, SG super grimey
I'm on eight pills and another dose, one more
Every Hour
Kutthroat J. Bill, Duval, uh huh
Nigga, Broward
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