27zodeine - Two7 Anthem Lyrics

X out da opposition
Cause I know who really wit me
Not chasin a bitch, jus da fifties
She a eater, thats combo, a 10 piece
Got a good heart but it's gettin colder
What's that smell
Big Og full of that odor
Ya thot on my lane, I told her get over
Burn onna cop, i mite f*ck up my rotors
Uhhhhh Ayy Ayy, Skuwop
Skuwop
Young legends, hotbox out the stolo
She sneak, crop her out the photo
Nigga flodging, he broke damn we all know
I'm too cold to not get 10k for a show
Niggas switching sides, playin both roles
Nowadays thass jus how the game go
Nah fr
We smokin on ceely and harpo
Got most of these bitches on auto
Ima make it off rappin f*ck lotto
Been a fly nigga pilot no auto
Trappin out da 99
Im smashin ya bitch, yea all in her spine
You leeching don't eem come around
She said zodeine stop textin me wasting my time
It's f*ck em, im chasin a diamond
N I got this lil slider, she biting Two7
N we movin stealthy and silent.l
Nigga fraud, he say he do not f*ck with the gang
But then try to tag us in mentions
I really don't f*ck wit a lot of you niggas
I'm focused on chasin these millions
Only thing that a bum say he takin from me, notes
Lessons nigga
Big bro"ll put em on a stretcher nigga
Don't go outside check the weather nigga
Yea ChoppaFalls
Only smoke og, no adderall
She know wassup, I pull up, I don't have to call
With or without you zodeine yea he still gone ball
Yea, we still ballin
Got kobe mentality under pressure
She really ain't jackin, so I don't sweat her
I know it's my time, and I'm gettin better
Need a bad bitch like Williams, first name Vanessa
Mixin old money with new cash
When I get in the booth, I f*ckin spazz
Swear my new bitch gone be better than my last
Freeway wit my brudda, and we racing drag
Skrt
Runnin red lights nigga f*ck a ticket
I'm chasin this chicken and f*ckin bitches
Got a lot on my plate, still take care of bidness
Feel like Katt Williams, lil bitch I'm pimpin
Committed, committed, I love the benjis
Won't lack got my brudda td up here wit me
Got jammed goin 80 up in a 60
Can't play me for fooly, the f*ck you thinkin
Young hotboy, I got these lil bitches clinging
Talk reckless, I swear bro"ll leave you stinking
I got it, you got it
We can't be sinking
Fade onna hoe like melo
She shakin ass, got jello
Shawty, im not your average fellow
Young nigga came out of da ghetto
I'm all on my own, I'm grown now
No relations, I jus want ya dome now
Lil shawty osama my phone now
Now I'm hot, wonder who is my clone now
She ain't want me last month, I can bone now
All in my zone, don't give loans out
Go from unknown to playing my songs now
Gettin bread damn I should be a farmer
In the booth to take care of my momma
Really jus be flowin off marijuana
Two7 world, swear we wit all the drama
Gotta get it, bitch I gotta flip it
Yea I gotta get it, bitch I gotta flip it
F*ckin yo bitch she know I'm wit it
Yeah
And we gettin chicken
Yea
Ayy
Chasin bread, usain bolt
F*ckin yo bitch and Ayy
And I'm feelin like Incredible Hulk
F*ckin yo bitch yea Ayy
Facebook, ima poke
Get ya lil bih yea she gone choke
Yea
Dick all in her throat