ZOTiYAC - MAKE ME SQUEEZE
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{Intro}
Wow, that could be it
G-g-girlNEXTdoor
{Verse 1}
Bullets poppin' like TikTok
Tell me what it sound like when that switch shot
Sound like "Brrr" yeah that they know that shit hot
Send a shot like my bitch you gon' get blocked
Shoot a lil nigga right out of his flip-flops
No love in this bitch, but it's Hip-hop
And this shit on my hip pop
M911 make somebody really go have to go a get cops
Send dat boy to the location, he destined
Foe he dropped in the lake, foenem with 'em
Interrogation, it ain't askin' no questions
Pistol whip head, tryna break any weapon
Fuck dat I head to the pen
Auto crack till it penetrate through you, it gon' bring out his back
Niggas imitating foolish
Screaming out facts till he screamin' out loud laying flat on his back
Ayy, in a big body with 32 shots like I'm Shaq
Ayy, two twin Glocks, one Cody, the other one Zack
Gotta bitch kinda yellow, the other one black
Carmelo I shoot it, you gon' stand the fuck back
Know the label see me and they see dollar signs
Cuz I work all the time, they gon' give me them racks
Ain't finna fake, I done been on my ass
So I take what I make, I'm giving it back
Me going broke ain't no picturing that
Gotta get this shit quick
Gotta get this shit fast
Hit with the Blick if he moving suspicious
Get put in position, condition be bad
Niggas be faking they ain't really lift
If we beenin' realistic these niggas' is ass
{Verse 2}
Ayy, stop and make me squeeze
Ayy, hot shit make you freeze
Ayy, shot hit make you bleed
Ayy, doc can't make you breathe
Ayy, blue dot on top the scope
Ayy, see through like telescope
Ayy, that boy need a doctor's note
Get popped in smoke for poppin' smokes
Killing shit like the great league
FN in that mofucka facey
Pop pill, put a nigga in a grave sleep
Come in that Garson, hundred dolla grey tee
Come up like it's Warzone, pull up with a STG44 hit a nigga through the headpiece
A baby Draco, then drop it, I'm deadbeat
FN on me, dat mofucka fleshy
Damn, dat mofucka sexy
I told that bitch you don't wanna upset me
That hoe just blocked me, and label just texted me
I told them niggas jus send me a spreadsheet
Keep all that shit to yourself and your bestie
I don't give a fuck, you ain't gotta impress me
Talkin' like he really ridin', he ready
Get hit up at five like a night up at Freddy's
{Intro}
Wow, that could be it
G-g-girlNEXTdoor
{Verse 1}
Bullets poppin' like TikTok
Tell me what it sound like when that switch shot
Sound like "Brrr" yeah that they know that shit hot
Send a shot like my bitch you gon' get blocked
Shoot a lil nigga right out of his flip-flops
No love in this bitch, but it's Hip-hop
And this shit on my hip pop
M911 make somebody really go have to go a get cops
Send dat boy to the location, he destined
Foe he dropped in the lake, foenem with 'em
Interrogation, it ain't askin' no questions
Pistol whip head, tryna break any weapon
Fuck dat I head to the pen
Auto crack till it penetrate through you, it gon' bring out his back
Niggas imitating foolish
Screaming out facts till he screamin' out loud laying flat on his back
Ayy, in a big body with 32 shots like I'm Shaq
Ayy, two twin Glocks, one Cody, the other one Zack
Gotta bitch kinda yellow, the other one black
Carmelo I shoot it, you gon' stand the fuck back
Know the label see me and they see dollar signs
Cuz I work all the time, they gon' give me them racks
Ain't finna fake, I done been on my ass
So I take what I make, I'm giving it back
Me going broke ain't no picturing that
Gotta get this shit quick
Gotta get this shit fast
Hit with the Blick if he moving suspicious
Get put in position, condition be bad
Niggas be faking they ain't really lift
If we beenin' realistic these niggas' is ass
{Verse 2}
Ayy, stop and make me squeeze
Ayy, hot shit make you freeze
Ayy, shot hit make you bleed
Ayy, doc can't make you breathe
Ayy, blue dot on top the scope
Ayy, see through like telescope
Ayy, that boy need a doctor's note
Get popped in smoke for poppin' smokes
Killing shit like the great league
FN in that mofucka facey
Pop pill, put a nigga in a grave sleep
Come in that Garson, hundred dolla grey tee
Come up like it's Warzone, pull up with a STG44 hit a nigga through the headpiece
A baby Draco, then drop it, I'm deadbeat
FN on me, dat mofucka fleshy
Damn, dat mofucka sexy
I told that bitch you don't wanna upset me
That hoe just blocked me, and label just texted me
I told them niggas jus send me a spreadsheet
Keep all that shit to yourself and your bestie
I don't give a fuck, you ain't gotta impress me
Talkin' like he really ridin', he ready
Get hit up at five like a night up at Freddy's
