Za Songtext
BrentRambo (Yeah)
Smokin' on Za'
I hit the blunt then I go hit it raw
I cannot go fall in love with no thot
She said she love me, girl, that's what I thought
She said she hate me, girl, how could you not?
Me and the gang counting up all the guap (Yeah)
Okay, Nana said "What's in your hand?" That's a Glock
Boy, you the G.O.A.T. man, I get it a lot (Yeah)
Smokin' on Za'
I hit the blunt then I go hit it raw
I cannot go fall in love with no thot
She said she love me, girl, that's what I thought
She said she hate me, girl, how could you not?
Me and the gang counting up all the guap (Yeah)
Okay, Nana said "What's in your hand?" That's a Glock
Boy, you the G.O.A.T. man, I get it a lot (Yeah)
I be too busy, I run in the shop
He tried to run, yeah, he got shot
I do not fear no one else on this earth
Before I go to sleep, I pray to Allah (Okay)
I had to stop and get right with my money
I'm going so crazy, I'm raising the bar (Okay)
He talkin' a lot, we pop out his top
I dropped in the spot, then skrrt off the lot (Ha)
Don't gotta be hard, just gotta be smart
What did I spark? I'm smoking on Za'
It's me and BrentRambo, I slept in the bando, I made an example of what not to do (Okay)
I took a chance when I went to L.A
I could write a book about how you should move (Okay)
Ain't havin' nobody to save me, I had to get shiesty, I had to go do what it do (True)
I could go tell her I already cheated, but it would be pointless, she already knew (Damn)
I could go tell her I already cheated, but it would be pointless 'cause she did it too (Damn)
I could be real disappointed but it would be pointless (BrentRambo), 'cause I'm a reflection of you (Yeah)
I keep on missing the point, 'cause I keep complaining, 'cause I know that I'm missing you
I know that you keepin' secrets, I know that it's true 'cause I know I'm keeping a few Mixing these drugs like I got the flu
Feel like a doctor, ain't talkin' no Seuss
Pour the codeine inside of my juice
I want the Benjamins, I want the blues
I was too lit on the [?] she was too lit on the Twitter (Okay)
These bitches, they know I'm the nigga (Okay)
And you know she a ten if I'm wit' her (Okay)
And I really hate bitches like you (Uh-huh)
I do not miss when I shoot (Uh-uh)
I do not lose when I snooze (Uh-uh)
I go to sleep with a tool
Smokin' on Za'
I hit the blunt then I go hit it raw
I cannot go fall in love with no thot
She said she love me, girl, that's what I thought
She said she hate me, girl, how could you not?
Me and the gang counting up all the guap (Yeah)
Okay, Nana said "What's in your hand?" That's a Glock
Boy, you the G.O.A.T. man, I get it a lot (Yeah)
I be too busy, I run in the shop
He tried to run, yeah, he got shot
I do not fear no one else on this earth
Before I go to sleep, I pray to Allah (Okay)
I had to stop and get right with my money
I'm going so crazy, I'm raising the bar
He tried to run, yeah, he got shot
I do not fear no one else on this earth
Before I go to sleep, I pray to Allah (Okay)
I had to stop and get right with my money
I'm going so crazy, I'm raising the bar (Okay)
He talkin' a lot, we pop out his top
I dropped in the spot, then skrrt off the lot (Ha)
Don't gotta be hard, just gotta be smart
What did I spark? I'm smoking on Za'
It's me and BrentRambo, I slept in the bando, I made an example of what not to do (Okay)
I took a chance when I went to L.A
I could write a book about how you should move (Okay)
Ain't havin' nobody to save me, I had to get shiesty, I had to go do what it do (True)
I could go tell her I already cheated, but it would be pointless, she already knew (Damn)
I could go tell her I already cheated, but it would be pointless 'cause she did it too (Damn)
I could be real disappointed but it would be pointless (BrentRambo), 'cause I'm a reflection of you (Yeah)
I keep on missing the point, 'cause I keep complaining, 'cause I know that I'm missing you
I know that you keepin' secrets, I know that it's true 'cause I know I'm keeping a few Mixing these drugs like I got the flu
Feel like a doctor, ain't talkin' no Seuss
Pour the codeine inside of my juice
I want the Benjamins, I want the blues
I was too lit on the [?] she was too lit on the Twitter (Okay)
These bitches, they know I'm the nigga (Okay)
And you know she a ten if I'm wit' her (Okay)
And I really hate bitches like you (Uh-huh)
I do not miss when I shoot (Uh-uh)
I do not lose when I snooze (Uh-uh)
I go to sleep with a tool
Smokin' on Za'
I hit the blunt then I go hit it raw
I cannot go fall in love with no thot
She said she love me, girl, that's what I thought
She said she hate me, girl, how could you not?
Me and the gang counting up all the guap (Yeah)
Okay, Nana said "What's in your hand?" That's a Glock
Boy, you the G.O.A.T. man, I get it a lot (Yeah)
I be too busy, I run in the shop
He tried to run, yeah, he got shot
I do not fear no one else on this earth
Before I go to sleep, I pray to Allah (Okay)
I had to stop and get right with my money
I'm going so crazy, I'm raising the bar
