Zodiac Lyrics

Chucks on my feet no love for the weak

And I can run it in my run it in my sleep

I run the streets blunts to my face

She gives me face

I love the taste so I

Spend about another ticket

If I like it then I get it

If I want it then I flip it

My shit is so exquisite

Ya ya running with the dogs

Running under God

Coming like the mob

Renegade up in the mix

Hella flavors with the piff

Hella favors I can get

Tell them to pop out they taking ya shit

Any player getting picked

Any playing with the clique

Tell them we aint finna quit

They see me snap when it's crunch time

I get a bag on the front lines while I'm taking a shit

I be breaking up cookies

They smell it off of my hoodie

Keep me a buzz like I'm woody

Bitch I don't care for no pussy

Topped off then I walk off

Chasing paper not no nookie

Hit the plug up like what's goody

Show me love and then I boogie

Touch road with a tough load give a fuck no cus my funds low

Grey trunk like Dumbo

Keep that fire cus ya dunkno

What's the alias today

Same motive keep it hundo

Soldier stepping out that front door

25 but like a honcho

Chucks on my feet no love for the weak

And I can run it in my run it in my sleep

I run the streets blunts to my face

She gives me face

I love the taste so I

Spend about another ticket

If I like it then I get it

If I want it then I flip it

My shit is so exquisite

Ya ya running with the dogs

Running under God

Coming like the mob

Diabolic with her ass out

Bitch a demon with a bad mouth

Suck my soul until I pass out

Got me thinking bout the past now

Only stopping for them M's

Try to stick to living fast now

Tell the bitch I aint Ken

I'm a trapper check the background

You aint adapting to the trap how

Flexing like a star

Focused on my fix

We are what we are

Blunt sparked see the unmarked

I aint stopping we done come far

Keep on coughing off that blunt tar

Treat your city like my front yard when I'm jugging

OGs said I shouldn't

Outside looking in

Made some plays they couldn't

Trappers

Plugged in like adaptors

Spitting that ether to your soul

Blessings from the masters

Thinking you a factor not no factor

Pissing on the pages of your chapter

Filthy

Slick with it and I'm sick with and my chick with it

Hustle hard or better get with it

Heard it's cold up at the top something like some vicks with it

I can really work magic on the strip cus I be the shit with it

Understand I'm the shit with it

Understand that I

Chucks on my feet no love for the weak

And I can run it in my run it in my sleep

I run the streets blunts to my face

She gives me face

I love the taste so I

Spend about another ticket

If I like it then I get it

If I want it then I flip it

My shit is so exquisite

Ya ya running with the dogs

Running under God

Coming like the mob