ZIKA by Witchouse 40k Lyrics
[Intro]
[?]
Ayy, oh fuck
[Verse]
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it's motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope, and smokin on some Pakistan
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain't ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain't giver her cash, if she want it imma block a hoe
I ain't ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on you coffin door
I ain't kill him, I just hit him up and left his collar broke
I ain't finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho
From da gutter
Now i'm movin like i'm undercover
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that's under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover
I ain't love her but I told that bish
I'm down to go and fuck her
Take ya mother soul
Fifty in the clip it at your body do
He ain't really bout it broke his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain't need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now i'm shippin in I got some money dough
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from Mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, imma turn a rapper into a vegetable
I'm never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke
Pullin right up and i'm puttin hunnid
Round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and i'm putting a hunnid
Round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain't miss em
Or missin my mark, it gon hollow to ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me
And I buying the morgue like a witch
Lil bitch
[Outro]
Haha
She ain't a 10 but I swear that she fuckable
[?]
Ayy, oh fuck
[Verse]
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it's motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope, and smokin on some Pakistan
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain't ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain't giver her cash, if she want it imma block a hoe
I ain't ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on you coffin door
I ain't kill him, I just hit him up and left his collar broke
I ain't finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho
From da gutter
Now i'm movin like i'm undercover
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that's under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover
I ain't love her but I told that bish
I'm down to go and fuck her
Take ya mother soul
Fifty in the clip it at your body do
He ain't really bout it broke his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain't need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now i'm shippin in I got some money dough
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from Mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, imma turn a rapper into a vegetable
I'm never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke
Pullin right up and i'm puttin hunnid
Round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and i'm putting a hunnid
Round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain't miss em
Or missin my mark, it gon hollow to ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me
And I buying the morgue like a witch
Lil bitch
[Outro]
Haha
She ain't a 10 but I swear that she fuckable