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V14D - Zelly Ocho & Trippie Redd [ Dir.by @DotComNirvan ]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zelly ocho
Zelly ocho
Performer
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Performer
Denzel Young
Denzel Young
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denzel Young
Denzel Young
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White II
Michael Lamar White II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Loesoe
Loesoe
Producer
Seal
Seal
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, chop the cheese up like a deli (yeah) We got choppers, we got shellies Man, I'm high as fuck like Zelly, woah (loesoe goin' crazy) Yeah, we got money, but we look sketchy (yo) Let's go, yeah, let's get ready I had money before you met me (yeah, yeah) Yeah, pockets swole, they fuckin' hefty Told her, lick my left teste Diamonds colored like confetti (yeah) Vlad, what Trippie say? No fetti Turned money into my bestie Head had turned, thought I was deadly Yeah, she think I'm God, she said, come bless me I'm the shit, I know I'm zesty Big dog, you can't pet me (arf) Hey, they puttin' bullets where your flesh be I get high, I got jet wings I go up, I take the whole team Holdin' shit down like a goalie I been stackin' with my twin, niggas hatin', Mr. Moseby Kept the chopper by my side, man, you niggas couldn't hoe me Got a hundred and one problems, but, lil' nigga, I ain't Zoey (yeah) Yeah, walkin' through my hood, all the OGs know me (grrah) Got a mansion in the hills, man, tell them crackers, blow me Bought a mansion in the Hills I used to sit up in the nosebleeds (hey) Kill his best friend, now he lonely (hahaha) Real niggas die, fake live, that's how the code be (yeah) You know I'm just blowin' through a bag with my brodie You know I'm just chillin' in my fuckin' bag, I'm gettin' cozy Blueberry Faygo with some Act', but I ain't Mosey Chillin' with your bitch, playin' Ring Around The Rosie Yeah, I'm only 22, but I ain't leavin' without my 40 I'm a dark nigga how Edgar Allen Poe be When I be feelin' blue like Obi-Wan Kenobi And I'm stackin' green like motherfuckin' Yoda You niggas rep the gang, lil' nigga, better throw it up Throw the bitch away, she a lame and she chose up In the trenches, watchin' Anime with a damn double cup Got these niggas mad as fuck 'Cause she chose us (hey, yeah, they mad) I got money on my line, still hang my phone up How the fuck I'm gettin' to this green? I didn't have no luck We gon' have to blow his mind, I think he know stuff Yeah, I used to have that bitch, but she chose drugs I let her sip my soda (yeah) Sometimes I feel like she don't want love You know it's fuck the opps, I treat 'em like they no one
Writer(s): Michael Lamar White I, Denzel Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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