Smoke DZA & Flying Lotus – Zelle Transfers Lyrics
Really? Uh
up real early and I’m headed to the bank
Master with the P’s, I might pull up in the tank
Guaranteed we gon’ sleep good and we gon’ eat good
I’ma tell you what it is and what it ain’t
Fuckin’ up commas, all them niggas in the mink
Shorty 2-3rds, we ain’t never goin’ late
I ain’t animated but I fuck with NMA
Whippin’ out comp, NMA, MMA
Leave it up to God like Grandma say
I’m gettin’ drunk off Grandma, yeah
When I’m up to Brown, it’s Anarchy
Smoking load [?[]
They wonder how all this but exists
You niggas have to pay out just to live
How you boys sit around spewin’ all that hate
When I got so much love to give
I got three lil’ kids, I love most
Then I got a bunch of kids that ain’t false
Niggas love to jack my shit and then post
Y’all give em’ all the credit, that’s jokes
Y’all believe all the shit that they post
Niggas tryna fool the people, I’m like, no
Believe me to give em’ truth and then ghost
Since when PoodieTang had quotes
Since when Doodie rang and I ain’t go
I’ve been front line for the king
Last day, all the drama and hate
Half a million, why you transfer from Chase?
