Robbed by BOTZ - Zona

Robbed by BOTZ - Zona

Lyrics

Stop….

Quiet…..

Let me see your wallet…

I want what’s in side it….

okay….

Lay…..

(Bang)

You’re already seizing…

Don’t try to fight it…..

If a opp want smoke,

Then he can get it so much that it make his lil stupid ass choke,

Make his end,

Come soon,

Real soon,

I got a pack finna touch down in the trap round noon,

All the junkies want a fix,

And I want their dues,

I’m draining they health,

So I can gain wealth,

And always be fed,

With some fancy new shoes,

my chain so damn heavy,

It Got a lot of weight,

Like the drugs we sell on the block,

And fiends put inside they veins,

It glistens so nice,

Shine harder than a weld flash,

You niggas be stupid,

You niggas be held back,

We killed that boy so hard,

We know they block had felt that,

Fuck them,

They bitches,

They was running in the streets,

Now they lay in ditches,

My car cost half of what your life is,

And I got another just like it,

My life so great,

My life so lavish,

I get anything I want,

Any time,

I’ll have it,

Any time,

Always,

All night,

All day,

Big pocket,

Bank account swole,

Like it did time for a crime,

It couldn’t pull off,

Then got locked in the hole,

Stop….

Quiet…..

Let me see your wallet…

I want what’s in side it….

okay….

Lay…..

(Bang)

You’re already seizing…

Don’t try to fight it…..

I want a safe with jewels,

Gold bars,

Brand new house,

Classic old cars,

Customized like a mother fucker,

I spent way too much,

You got a stupid ass face,

That a gay could fuck,

You would like it,

Fuck around and make your life into a crisis,

Bitch I’m the mother fucking bomb,

No isis,

If We got problems,

And we got issues,

Then my bullets finna hit you,

Make you have to use shit bags,

Give you a wound,

That make the surgeons,

Doubt if they can,

Even fix that,

The .40 go click clack,

Then it make yo wig splat,

I swear I go hard,

I’m the flavor they crave,

I’m like what crack did to the people wag back in the day,

I put the Mac in his face,

I’m so drippy,

Like melted cheese,

my money so great,

And it always increase,

Cut that boy life short,

Like a broken lease,

I step on them boys,

I step on them dudes,

My set gone be rude,

Make that boy like how my car is,

The way I dropped his roof,

Stop….

Quiet…..

Let me see your wallet…

I want what’s in side it….

okay….

Lay…..

(Bang)

You’re already seizing…

Don’t try to fight it…..

Shhhh,

Now they dead….