Sunday: Zig Zag
Lyrics
(Yeah)
Straight to the business shit, cut all the chit-chat
Straight to the money, I don't never zig-zag
I put that Audemars right where my wrist at
All this designer, don't care if it mismatch
Borrow your girl you might not get your bitch back
My niggas dyking they load up them big straps
Run up a check, I'm in love with a big bag
She want this dick put it right where her lips at
Sit back
I'm in her mouth like a tic-tac
Thumbing through hundreds watch how I'mma flip that (Stack it)
I get so high when I'm blowing that jet pack (Strong)
Switch up on that bitch I gave her the step back (Gone)
See it I wanna I go and I get that
Drugs in my body I'm failing a piss test
No Fashionova, Chanel on my bitch dress
Pull out that pussy then bust on a bitch chest
I got, 20 missed calls hundred missed texts
Know I had to learn from my missteps
Like a bitch bad and boujee, hard to impress
Thought we was involved cause we did sex
I'm just on her lips like Blistex
Big Tymer like Mannie, boy been fresh
Hot Boy any season, been gettin checks
(Yeah)
Straight to the business shit, cut all the chit-chat
Straight to the money, I don't never zig-zag
I put that Audemars right where my wrist at
All this designer, don't care if it mismatch
Borrow your girl you might not get your bitch back
My niggas dyking they load up them big straps
Run up a check, I'm in love with a big bag
She want this dick put it right where her lips at
(Yeah)
Straight to the business shit, cut all the chit-chat
Straight to the money, I don't never zig-zag
I put that Audemars right where my wrist at
All this designer, don't care if it mismatch
Borrow your girl you might not get your bitch back
My niggas dyking they load up them big straps
Run up a check, I'm in love with a big bag
She want this dick put it right where her lips at
Sit back
I'm in her mouth like a tic-tac
Thumbing through hundreds watch how I'mma flip that (Stack it)
I get so high when I'm blowing that jet pack (Strong)
Switch up on that bitch I gave her the step back (Gone)
See it I wanna I go and I get that
Drugs in my body I'm failing a piss test
No Fashionova, Chanel on my bitch dress
Pull out that pussy then bust on a bitch chest
I got, 20 missed calls hundred missed texts
Know I had to learn from my missteps
Like a bitch bad and boujee, hard to impress
Thought we was involved cause we did sex
I'm just on her lips like Blistex
Big Tymer like Mannie, boy been fresh
Hot Boy any season, been gettin checks
(Yeah)
Straight to the business shit, cut all the chit-chat
Straight to the money, I don't never zig-zag
I put that Audemars right where my wrist at
All this designer, don't care if it mismatch
Borrow your girl you might not get your bitch back
My niggas dyking they load up them big straps
Run up a check, I'm in love with a big bag
She want this dick put it right where her lips at
Writer(s): Moustapha Diop
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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