FUCK THE LABELS by Kaziaoh Lyrics
[Intro]
Yah, ayy, ayy
Yah, yah
Yah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yah, very sad eyes (Yah, ayy, ayy)
[Verse]
Smoke a cig' in my chair (Yah)
Smell the ash in my hair, I'm in my lair (Ayy)
I'm in my zone, better off on my own (Yah)
Don't hit my phone (Yah, yah)
Pass me the boof, I'm so high (Ayy)
Hittin' the roof, don't take no pictures (Yah)
I don't want no proof, hidin' my hoof (Yah)
Don't leave no traces, shots from a laser (Yah)
Blood on my razor, blood on my blazer
You dress like a waiter mixed with a skater
Smell like a traitor, see you later (Mixed with a skater, smell like traitor, uh)
Don't got no time for a hater (Ayy), don't got no time for a bitch
Don't got no time for a snitch (Ayy)
I'm just tryna get rich (Yah, ayy)
Yuh, I got a fantasy, sippin' on Hennessy
Losin' my energy, rappin' so cleverly
I'm tryna make it to Beverly Hills (Ayy)
I'm tryna pay my bills (Yah)
Thinkin' of you gives me the chills (Ayy)
That's why I need all these pills (Ayy, ayy)
Bet it gives you a thrill when you see me so ill (Yah)
But, still, I'm rappin' with skill (Yah)
Life is a riddle, I'm stuck in the middle (Yah)
Pussy is stuffed with a Skittle
Titties be little, booty so big that it jiggle (Yah, yah)
Booty so big that I giggle, flippin' a nickel
Nothin' for free, no hammer and sickle (Ayy)
She suck on my dick, then I'm gone in a flick (Ayy)
Don't got no time for a chick (Yah), don't got no time to be slick
Ayy, yah, ayy, ayy
[Outro]
Ayy, yah
Yah
Ayy, yah
Yah, ayy, ayy
Yah, yah
Yah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yah, very sad eyes (Yah, ayy, ayy)
[Verse]
Smoke a cig' in my chair (Yah)
Smell the ash in my hair, I'm in my lair (Ayy)
I'm in my zone, better off on my own (Yah)
Don't hit my phone (Yah, yah)
Pass me the boof, I'm so high (Ayy)
Hittin' the roof, don't take no pictures (Yah)
I don't want no proof, hidin' my hoof (Yah)
Don't leave no traces, shots from a laser (Yah)
Blood on my razor, blood on my blazer
You dress like a waiter mixed with a skater
Smell like a traitor, see you later (Mixed with a skater, smell like traitor, uh)
Don't got no time for a hater (Ayy), don't got no time for a bitch
Don't got no time for a snitch (Ayy)
I'm just tryna get rich (Yah, ayy)
Yuh, I got a fantasy, sippin' on Hennessy
Losin' my energy, rappin' so cleverly
I'm tryna make it to Beverly Hills (Ayy)
I'm tryna pay my bills (Yah)
Thinkin' of you gives me the chills (Ayy)
That's why I need all these pills (Ayy, ayy)
Bet it gives you a thrill when you see me so ill (Yah)
But, still, I'm rappin' with skill (Yah)
Life is a riddle, I'm stuck in the middle (Yah)
Pussy is stuffed with a Skittle
Titties be little, booty so big that it jiggle (Yah, yah)
Booty so big that I giggle, flippin' a nickel
Nothin' for free, no hammer and sickle (Ayy)
She suck on my dick, then I'm gone in a flick (Ayy)
Don't got no time for a chick (Yah), don't got no time to be slick
Ayy, yah, ayy, ayy
[Outro]
Ayy, yah
Yah
Ayy, yah