Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Haters gone, hate can't control em
Get that money, don't need no love
Steady asking, what's the hold up
Sliding, black trucks like a soldier
Damn, gotta catch my flight
They gone be talking but I ain't gone lie
Running up them bands thru the day an the night
Remember lockdown, I was writing them kites
Young ny bands, just riding her bike
Mama was here but now out of sight
New fear unlocked
Just trying to get right
Trying to get right
Yeah, just trying to get right
Baddie, gone do what I say
If I tell her pull up, she gone stay for the night
Gang gon slide for whatever on sight
Stay in the studio, need me a light
I'ma just talk my shit, don't write
And I could just keep going all night
Keep going and keep going
Don't know how I'm still flowing
On the internet, still trolling
Do what I want, ain't no folding
Keep going, keep going
They don't like when I pop my shit
Come to your hood and just slide my whip
Who gon' do what to who
When I land, I need me a shot
Motivation, I need it a lot
Got a girl, I don't need me a thot
Reposado, gon' turn up a notch
Know I stay fly down to my socks
And they know bands gon' pop
Stay with a bluey, got bands a lot
Got bands a lot
Bands a lot
They say bands gon' pop
Slide in the parking lot
Bitch, you, out your spot
Out of your spot
Yeah, out of your league
Get them bands a lot
Never leaving if you like it or not
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Get them bands a lot
Running way up to the top
Stack them all the way
Shit be way too high
Like me, Zazi
Smoking on the za, I ain't gon' lie
I'm looking Chinese
Don't want no new friends
Cause ain't none gon' line me
If I cut you off, don't never think
You gon' come and find me
I'm on the road to the riches
Ain't cutting you off for no reason
Niggas, they change like the season
Then come around and be cheesing
I ain't got time for no fraud
Better know that I'm out when I see it
I'll be standing on my word
If I said I mean it
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, they change like the season
They fake for no reason
You know that I mean it
I said that I mean it
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ny Bands - Zazi Lyrics
Ny Bands - Zazi Lyrics
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Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Haters gone, hate can't control em
Get that money, don't need no love
Steady asking, what's the hold up
Sliding, black trucks like a soldier
Damn, gotta catch my flight
They gone be talking but I ain't gone lie
Running up them bands thru the day an the night
Remember lockdown, I was writing them kites
Young ny bands, just riding her bike
Mama was here but now out of sight
New fear unlocked
Just trying to get right
Trying to get right
Yeah, just trying to get right
Baddie, gone do what I say
If I tell her pull up, she gone stay for the night
Gang gon slide for whatever on sight
Stay in the studio, need me a light
I'ma just talk my shit, don't write
And I could just keep going all night
Keep going and keep going
Don't know how I'm still flowing
On the internet, still trolling
Do what I want, ain't no folding
Keep going, keep going
They don't like when I pop my shit
Come to your hood and just slide my whip
Who gon' do what to who
When I land, I need me a shot
Motivation, I need it a lot
Got a girl, I don't need me a thot
Reposado, gon' turn up a notch
Know I stay fly down to my socks
And they know bands gon' pop
Stay with a bluey, got bands a lot
Got bands a lot
Bands a lot
They say bands gon' pop
Slide in the parking lot
Bitch, you, out your spot
Out of your spot
Yeah, out of your league
Get them bands a lot
Never leaving if you like it or not
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Get them bands a lot
Running way up to the top
Stack them all the way
Shit be way too high
Like me, Zazi
Smoking on the za, I ain't gon' lie
I'm looking Chinese
Don't want no new friends
Cause ain't none gon' line me
If I cut you off, don't never think
You gon' come and find me
I'm on the road to the riches
Ain't cutting you off for no reason
Niggas, they change like the season
Then come around and be cheesing
I ain't got time for no fraud
Better know that I'm out when I see it
I'll be standing on my word
If I said I mean it
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, they change like the season
They fake for no reason
You know that I mean it
I said that I mean it
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Haters gone, hate can't control em
Get that money, don't need no love
Steady asking, what's the hold up
Sliding, black trucks like a soldier
Damn, gotta catch my flight
They gone be talking but I ain't gone lie
Running up them bands thru the day an the night
Remember lockdown, I was writing them kites
Young ny bands, just riding her bike
Mama was here but now out of sight
New fear unlocked
Just trying to get right
Trying to get right
Yeah, just trying to get right
Baddie, gone do what I say
If I tell her pull up, she gone stay for the night
Gang gon slide for whatever on sight
Stay in the studio, need me a light
I'ma just talk my shit, don't write
And I could just keep going all night
Keep going and keep going
Don't know how I'm still flowing
On the internet, still trolling
Do what I want, ain't no folding
Keep going, keep going
They don't like when I pop my shit
Come to your hood and just slide my whip
Who gon' do what to who
When I land, I need me a shot
Motivation, I need it a lot
Got a girl, I don't need me a thot
Reposado, gon' turn up a notch
Know I stay fly down to my socks
And they know bands gon' pop
Stay with a bluey, got bands a lot
Got bands a lot
Bands a lot
They say bands gon' pop
Slide in the parking lot
Bitch, you, out your spot
Out of your spot
Yeah, out of your league
Get them bands a lot
Never leaving if you like it or not
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Get them bands a lot
Running way up to the top
Stack them all the way
Shit be way too high
Like me, Zazi
Smoking on the za, I ain't gon' lie
I'm looking Chinese
Don't want no new friends
Cause ain't none gon' line me
If I cut you off, don't never think
You gon' come and find me
I'm on the road to the riches
Ain't cutting you off for no reason
Niggas, they change like the season
Then come around and be cheesing
I ain't got time for no fraud
Better know that I'm out when I see it
I'll be standing on my word
If I said I mean it
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, they change like the season
They fake for no reason
You know that I mean it
I said that I mean it
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Writer: Nyjearah Kirby
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