Zobamambafoo

[Intro: Lil Yachty] The fuck popping, Pablo? You know what it is Gang [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] Chopper on me and you know that bitch folded Pistol on me and you know that bitch loaded Living my life just like everything golden When I say that, I'm talking 'bout the Rollie Nigga talk shit, put a hole in him slowly Then I bag his bitch, fuck on that bitch slowly Said you getting money, then you gotta show me Know I'm a VLONE thug, bitch, I'm so lonely Check it out, diamonds shine in the dark Water ring look like VOSS Fuck her once, break her heart Skate on that girl like my name Tony Hawk Had the swag from the start, had the shit in my car Duck, I aim with the Moss- Berg, so cold that my watch made me cough I ain't never took a loss, keep it a hundred, of course I pulled out that Lamb, no Honda Accord I'll fuck your bitch and then I'll hit record I took the Xan and then I'll hit the snore Walk on the dead, bitch, I trip on the corpse Counting the bands, but y'all mentioning Forbes It felt like just yesterday, I was poor Wake up, I'm swagging in Christian Dior [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm dressing like I was Zoboomafoo Got lions and snakes on my Gucci shoes Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a blunt or two Your bitch wanna fuck when she come through Sensei busting up bricks, I do kung-fu Good aim when shooting, I'm hunting you Caught a cold from my ice, ah-choo All black Ghost pull up, peek-a-boo I'm smoking that platinum cookies, that's the best I got the juice, I pour up that Hitech Four pockets full, looking like thigh pads Talking that gangsta shit, no, you ain't 'bout that Hoodrich, I keep the strap in my Louis bag Fuck on your bitch, give her back, I'm through with that Filthy rich like the sewer, don't hang with no rats Designer my fashion, I'm still sippin' Act [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] Uh, check it out, check it out, check it, I check it Give me that pussy and watch how I wreck it Hundred thousand I just spent on my necklace My big booty bitches share a crib in Texas I used to hit scams and crack cards off the Nexus I used to ride deep with my gang in the Lexus I love all my women, Boat never a sexist I prefer 'em sexy, all colors, I'm with it I'm dressin' like I never had money Fuckin' like I never had bunnies And I'm buckin' like I never had trainin' I mean Magic, we got that bitch straight rainin' Not even legal Not even legal, my whip Don Cheadle In the lot, do donuts, Knievel Next nigga hate, I'ma pay their tuition 'Cause I'm really havin' this paper Young nigga hittin' them capers I'm like Kobe with the Lakers Never switch up on my squad (woo) Had to buy a crib for the garage Got a triple threat, that's a ménage Her and her friend gave my dick a massage Just fucked a bitch named Indigo Ball like I play for the Florida State Seminoles [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Lil Yachty] I'm dressing like I was Zoboomafoo Got lions and snakes on my Gucci shoes Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a blunt or two Your bitch wanna fuck when she come through Sensei busting up bricks, I do kung-fu Good aim when shooting, I'm hunting you Caught a cold from my ice, ah-choo All black Ghost pull up, peek-a-boo (peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo) I'm smoking that platinum cookies, that's the best I got the juice, I pour up that Hitech Four pockets full, looking like thigh pads Talking that gangsta shit, no, you ain't 'bout that Hoodrich I keep the strap in my Louis bag Fuck on your bitch, give her back, I'm through with that Filthy rich like the sewer, don't hang with no rats Designer my fashion, I'm still sippin' Act