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Yeah, God damn,

2 feet, 10 toes, you stand on, hah
If he been with you put your mans on, hah
If them niggas down witcha put your on, hah
Still never trust a soul I stand for, yeah
Why them niggas from you with the bands for? Ay
That ain't homie, why the fuck they shaking hands for?
Yeah, playing funny my money get your ass hurt
Yeah, I get you right, get the gas first

2 feet, 10 toes, what you on, yeah
If he been with you put your mans on, yeah
If niggas down witcha put your camp on, yeah
Still never trust a soul what I for, ay
Why them niggas moving from you with the bands Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck they hands for?
Ay, playing with my money get your ass hurt, ay
Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas

Boss nigga, to see my girl in Chanel stunting
Me, Louis polo collared shirt, checkerboard
Still in the hood everyday I ain't seen nothing
Still in the trap everyday, might a fiend something
Juuging round the Zoo, me and making movies
Leaving haters coolie, 'em wonder how I do it
Boss status, foreign automatics, and my tatted
VVS's, in my mouth, I'm a money addict
always talking, what they doing? I'm like yeah-yeah
Niggas say he got it, still ain't his partner bail yet
Me, I eyeball work, I need no scale, I do it well,
Play with me, I have your ass quick, yeah-yeah

2 feet, 10 toes, you stand on, hah
If he been riding with you put your on, hah
If them niggas down witcha put your on, hah
Still trust a soul what I stand for, yeah
Why them niggas moving from you the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck shaking hands for?
Yeah, playing funny with my money get ass hurt
Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas

My lifestyle crazy, wanna have my baby
Chasing paper, even I'm on the lean I'm never lazy
A pussy nigga play, I'll send his ass to (?)
Keep the Glock beside me like (?) these niggas out shady
Mob got me flexing, Wap turned me up a
Everyday out, different city, different thots
Sex filled shawty, Glock 40 in the
Everyday I pop a tab, a (?), serving bad
Pull up fast, they go fast, in and out, one shop
Take my bitch to shop, got it off the block, play Wap
Get top popped
Living lavish in fabrics
I always had
on the old me back in counting on fleek

2 feet, 10 toes, you stand on, hah
If he been riding with you put mans on, hah
If them niggas witcha put your camp on, hah
Still never trust a soul what I for, yeah
Why them niggas moving from you the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck they shaking hands
Yeah, funny with my money get your ass hurt
Yeah, I get you right, get the gas first

Zoo Gang, we a bunch of niggas turned millionaires
Get it right, young money
Finally a street nigga out my cuban shit be blinding me
Four Rollies and iced out, got a shine on me
Zoo god, got my 30 cars, it no (?)
I turn the crib into the gun range if they me
clips get extended, his is like a lottery
Shorty says she tryna to learn the way I that pottery
I it when she get nasty and make it slobbery
I'm Zoovie, I'm the Zoo Gang, who is stopping me?
Make sure you niggas come correct, you tryna with me
A lot of screaming Zoo Gang and they gon' rob for free