Zoot, AR Voltage - Footprints Lyrics

Yo yo yo yo
Lately anywhere I go motherfuckers peep me
My bitch Italian like Mario and Luigi
Told her parents I shoot movies but it ain't PG
She putting her tongue out like she waterfallin' Fiji
Told her tell your best friend that you got a friend me uh
Motherfuckers envy, bitch I ain't got enemies uh
Run up on the gang, we all catchin felonies
Bullets make em tango like a disco in the Seventies uh
Hater gonna hate, but I preciate your energy
Needed that to write the lyrics
Not to the make the melody
Kissin ass, hissin ass, lyin ass bitch
Yappin ass, cappin ass, turned out he a snitch
Beat yo ass, leave yo ass, right up in the ditch
Oh yo boyfriend is a rapper?
Tell him that I really spit
On him like a pussy or a tushy
On some kinky shit
Eat him like a sushi
Cause I'm boujee
I like money bitch
He don't do blow
We broke his nose
That's why it's bloody bitch
Yo girl belong to the streets but you ain't got money bitch
Haven't heard of you since high-school
Cause you a dummy bitch
I ain't cleaning up yo mess, I am not a janitor
You run from yo problems but you runnin outta stamina
Smoked yo ass legally, like we was in Canada
Mother fuckers wanna copy, know they wanna be me
It don't matter
They learn, life lessons off TV
Rolling it up, let it em burn, just like a CD
Spray them up and don't leave a tag this ain't graffiti
I don't fuck with news but paper coming in weekly
Lately everything I say they tell me is cheesy
Let me give it sauce like Alfredo pass the linguini
Hut hut in general you niggas is weenie
I'm only at the bottom when buried in her bikini
You pussies are wanna be's
I treat a beat like sex
That's why you put it on repeat
Give fuck about who's next
If you ill, imma Pharmacy
Imma need all those checks
Stack profit like a prophecy
And ain't flip no bricks
If you saw what I could see
Then you would saw yo neck
My property was in poverty
Ain't had no respect
So pardon me If I'm on the beat
Like, I'm boutta hit a lick
You can call me an anomaly
I don't do things so normally
The younger you, was lookin at the older me
The older him, was looking at the younger you like you was me
Tell them that my syllables the truest that it could be
Never cared about the industry
Mother Fuck the mula, bitch I do this for the Legacy
Better run fastlike an emergency
My pockets fat like a Pregnancy
Don't talk to me on that Hennessy
And I don't need no LSD, to feel your mother-fucking jealousy
Yea I love my fam, leave a legacy
Got my homies in the penitentiary
Y'all my kids, elementary
They love it when I give it the energy
I keep it a hundred like a century
I smoke until it fuck up my memory
Then a nigga about to be in a Emory
Come to and slide to a dispensary
Your Reggie be looking like celery
Lately everybody really wanna question me
No wonder a nigga feel like his life in jeopardy
I'm trying to be a overnight celebrity
I gotta get it that a necessity
I make you Rest In Peace for tryna mess with me
You better be gripping iron if you pressin' me
This shit is effortless I'm high as Everest
I'm seeing scenery I look attentively
Any niggas that was tryna beef with me
I told em let it be you niggas dead to me
I rolled up on 'em and I shook 'em up nigga such a scrub
I'm clean as could ever be who is that nigga
You should look him up try to book him bruh
I'm not one you could ever read I'm the shit in the booth
I took a dump call me Ikora shit is my destiny
And lately everything been lookin' up
We been cookin' up
We won't share the recipe

Yo yo yo yo
Lately anywhere I go motherfuckers peep me
My bitch Italian like Mario and Luigi
Told her parents I shoot movies but it ain't PG
She putting her tongue out like she waterfallin' Fiji
Told her tell your best friend that you got a friend me uh
Motherfuckers envy, bitch I ain't got enemies uh
Run up on the gang, we all catchin felonies
Bullets make em tango like a disco in the Seventies uh
Hater gonna hate, but I preciate your energy
Needed that to write the lyrics
Not to the make the melody
Kissin ass, hissin ass, lyin ass bitch
Yappin ass, cappin ass, turned out he a snitch
Beat yo ass, leave yo ass, right up in the ditch
Oh yo boyfriend is a rapper?
Tell him that I really spit
On him like a pussy or a tushy
On some kinky shit
Eat him like a sushi
Cause I'm boujee
I like money bitch
He don't do blow
We broke his nose
That's why it's bloody bitch
Yo girl belong to the streets but you ain't got money bitch
Haven't heard of you since high-school
Cause you a dummy bitch
I ain't cleaning up yo mess, I am not a janitor
You run from yo problems but you runnin outta stamina
Smoked yo ass legally, like we was in Canada
Mother fuckers wanna copy, know they wanna be me
It don't matter
They learn, life lessons off TV
Rolling it up, let it em burn, just like a CD
Spray them up and don't leave a tag this ain't graffiti
I don't fuck with news but paper coming in weekly
Lately everything I say they tell me is cheesy
Let me give it sauce like Alfredo pass the linguini
Hut hut in general you niggas is weenie
I'm only at the bottom when buried in her bikini
You pussies are wanna be's
I treat a beat like sex
That's why you put it on repeat
Give fuck about who's next
If you ill, imma Pharmacy
Imma need all those checks
Stack profit like a prophecy
And ain't flip no bricks
If you saw what I could see
Then you would saw yo neck
My property was in poverty
Ain't had no respect
So pardon me If I'm on the beat
Like, I'm boutta hit a lick
You can call me an anomaly
I don't do things so normally
The younger you, was lookin at the older me
The older him, was looking at the younger you like you was me
Tell them that my syllables the truest that it could be
Never cared about the industry
Mother Fuck the mula, bitch I do this for the Legacy
Better run fastlike an emergency
My pockets fat like a Pregnancy
Don't talk to me on that Hennessy
And I don't need no LSD, to feel your mother-fucking jealousy
Yea I love my fam, leave a legacy
Got my homies in the penitentiary
Y'all my kids, elementary
They love it when I give it the energy
I keep it a hundred like a century
I smoke until it fuck up my memory
Then a nigga about to be in a Emory
Come to and slide to a dispensary
Your Reggie be looking like celery
Lately everybody really wanna question me
No wonder a nigga feel like his life in jeopardy
I'm trying to be a overnight celebrity
I gotta get it that a necessity
I make you Rest In Peace for tryna mess with me
You better be gripping iron if you pressin' me
This shit is effortless I'm high as Everest
I'm seeing scenery I look attentively
Any niggas that was tryna beef with me
I told em let it be you niggas dead to me
I rolled up on 'em and I shook 'em up nigga such a scrub
I'm clean as could ever be who is that nigga
You should look him up try to book him bruh
I'm not one you could ever read I'm the shit in the booth
I took a dump call me Ikora shit is my destiny
And lately everything been lookin' up
We been cookin' up
We won't share the recipe