Zaza
Crazy Point
Zaza
What a damn swager bitch!
I don't have yellow my n1gga, because I'm not a drink
Full from eating mangú, I'm going on tour
The one who tells you he loves you, first turns away
Before he killed my brain and now he throws me? Pss, listen to that
Possessed with a sideways cap
With a frozen neck
Hitting it sideways
I never swing and miss
All the songs are a hit
Even though I'm a little high, I'm rapping leather fit
Scratching your butt with a Will Smith complex
Listen damn bad singer, not even the beat saves you
(What a damn swager bitch!)
The tiger, the gang, with the mountain pass
The leather, and its skill, I'll return it tomorrow
Nobody fools me, everything in my little world is clear
Your butt is ready
Hey! Are you still talking about me?
Hey! Are you in love with me?
Hey! Today I'll give it to you for free, hey!
Do I look gay to you?
Yes, I'm waiting for my break, my eyes are mamey
Your stupidity doesn't let you see, triple eight with triple six
Possessed with a sideways cap
With a frozen neck
Hitting it sideways
I never swing and miss
All the songs are a hit
Even though I'm a little high, I'm rapping leather fit
Scratching your butt with a Will Smith complex
Listen damn bad singer, not even the beat saves you
(What a damn swager bitch!)
Yes, but change the damn tune already
I'm tired of doing the same thing
Shit over and over
With Chinese clothes, shining more than you with original stuff
All that shit is rag, my n1gga, so what
I laugh in the face of those who think I'm going to change
Motherfucker, don't you see that makes me original
I'm not stuck and they already ask me for a photo
With that leather I hit the jackpot
I keep loving even though I've already broken you
Because real ones are running out, bitch