Zack Fox
WOA!
[Intro: Zack Fox]
CONNIE, are you fucking kidding me?
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(Hot boy)

[Verse: ZelooperZ & Zack Fox]
Thirty Mile bitch, [?]
Tryna' hide the pack from him, but you found the coke
Kick you out, butt naked, but you found a coat
N***a tryna' hang with me, better find the rope
I'm a young n***a, just tryna' float
Rap don't work, I'ma find the folk
Zaza clouds with a Keke Palmer
F-150 look like a boat
Cuddlin' with a fat bitch, I'm kinda' cold
Did what I had to when I was broke
Bitch cheatin' on me 'bout to find the [?]
Your bitch suck dick with a common cold
Strapped in this bitch, everybody know
.45 [?] domino
Ain't shit [?] time gon' tell
Ben around the corner, but money won't fold
Queen like titties, get on the floor
Run down on me like "Geronimo"
Bitch [?]
Nasty ass hoe lick the cum off the floor
Slap her in the face with a pile of mold
Hot boy, hot boy, I'm on a roll
Twinkle and glisten, these n***as get startled
TD Jakes, lil' bitch, I need swallow
Pocket verde, avocado
Pocket whiteface [?] gold
Tell a bitch [?]
Make a bitch sell pussy at the dollar store
Brand new Mercedes same color as Moscato
Hop in that bitch and I'm pushin' the throttle
Why in the fuck would I trick on a model?
I ain't had money, still fucked on a model
She wanna get drunk, put water in a bottle
Listerine [?] make a bitch go gargle
Play with the fam, get hit with a hollow
Bitch hid the head and made me wobble
She wanna come rub on the wood like Apollo
ARP make a n***a do Tae Bo
Bands in my pocket, I can't walk, I hobble
I can read my bank account like a novel
Bitch can't read me, this shit Morse code
I'll eat the [?] bitch, say "ありがとう"
This bitch sick, I think she got Parvo
This bitch treat me like Johnny Bravo
This whip start one button like a vato
Walk in this bitch, do my dance like Alonso
She like my jockin', I came from Atlanta
Badass bitch, but she drive an Elantra
Made this cake off the Dolce-Gabbana
Hot ass hoe, so hot as savanna
Make that bitch my designated driver
Bitch think she Burberry drivin' a Prowler
In love with the money, the money my powder
She throwing mixed signals, I think she a router
I'm pushin' the Bronco, I'm blowin' on sour
Suckin' my dick to the Winans, wowzers
[Outro: Zack Fox]
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