Zeddy Will Cant Go Broke
[Intro: Zeddy Will]
(Depo made this bitch)
Look
[Chorus: Zeddy Will]
I don't think it's possible, bro, I can't go broke
I like to stay up out the mix, I don't want no smoke
I paid it off with all cash, I don't want no note
You really good at everything but head, I don't want your throat
I don't want that shit
Matter fact, I want your friend, I'm allowed to switch
Really tired of bein' in the stu, bro, I'm 'bout to quit
Somebody call my A&R now, tell him get me outta here 'cause I'm 'bout to flip
[Verse 1: Zeddy Will]
Bad bitches in the Bnb, I'm okay with that
Niggas hear your song and turn it off, we don't play it back
I'm waitin' on my money, why you playin'? Just pay it back
And, no, we not together, why the f..ck you keep sayin' that?
30 Crown Street, bro, I know where you stayin' at
You shot the wrong person, who the f..ck was you aimin' at?
I'm talkin' to a label, what's the name? I ain't sayin' that
A Zeddy feature 'bout a hundred dollars, who payin' that?
She gon' take a Plan B 'cause she don't wanna have no baby yet
I'm tryna figure out when I'ma move, I ain't ready yet
You don't got a big back, I would say that you heavyset
I'm a playmaker, I be passin' like Jerry West
I was playin' checkers when I started, I'm playin' chess
Zay a crashout, promise you he ain't scared of death
Bitches want they name inside a song, that's a super stretch
Yeah, I'm not doin' that, so please stop askin' me
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
All hoes in the Bnb, it's just me and Zeddy
I left the bitch, she made me late 'cause she was gettin' ready
Chop keep shakin', bro, you gotta keep it steady
Tell gang to give me all your heats 'cause they don't never check me
This our third fifth of Julio, we need another bottle
If it ain't 'bout me or the guys, then it is not my problem
How you tough and got a gun, but you a bitch without it?
Me and my cup just threw the ones, bro, the Trish be boxin'
I was fightin' with my cup and I lost
Oh, you wanna be turnt as us? That shit cost
AR in my pants, so it's kinda funny when I walk
I don't even need my chain, bitches on me when it's off
I just made ten thousand, I ain't left my room yet
Another twenty, that's a dub, nigga, we ain't lose yet
Huh, cussin' this bitch out, I be havin' rude sex
I got brand-new sticks at the crib that I ain't even use yet
[Chorus: Zeddy Will]
I don't think it's possible, bro, I can't go broke
I like to stay up out the mix, I don't want no smoke
I paid it off with all cash, I don't want no note
You really good at everything but head, I don't want your throat
I don't want that shit
Matter fact, I want your friend, I'm allowed to switch
Really tired of bein' in the stu, bro, I'm 'bout to quit
Somebody call my A&R now, tell him get me outta here 'cause I'm 'bout to flip
