Intro:
It’s Zaddy in this shit
Let’s go


Verse:
N***as wanna go Pro – Hall of Fame
But they don’t wanna work, it’s a false claim
All you fakes near me, I had to switch lanes
Hit the bitch out the park, that’s a ball game
Pullin’ up from deep like I’m Curry
Rushin’ to the Guap, bitch I gotta hurry
Baggin’ all the M’s like I’m Maury
House came with Kamado - no Zuri
I’m drippin’ with the shit that they envy
Drop top off the coupe – it’s a Bently
Still gettin’ hot – no Nelly
Go crazy for the night – got a Telly
Ballin’ on these n***as like the rockets
Rashes from your chain, boi you need to stop it
She’s breakin’ her legs – no Lokket
Feel like Roger racks fallin’ out the pocket
Came in the game, so I gotta win
Dash on 200 so you know I got the tints
Drivin’ a Mustang while I’m drivin’ on the Benz
Iced out chain, with the Cartier Lenz
Aye it’s zaddy in the shit
If yo bitch listenin’: It’s daddy in this shit
Broke boys fuckin’ stay eyin’ my shit
Stay hatin’ and I’m tired of this shit aye
Ballin’ on these n***as like the rockets
Rashes from your chain, boi you need to stop it
She’s breakin’ her legs – no Lokket
Feel like Roger racks fallin’ out the pocket