Zoned Out - Lil Keed

Know what I’m sayin', I just, uh

Close my eyes in the booth, right?

And this what happens, right?

Turn up slimeball

Yeah, all these hoes in my phone

I can’t give her up, she my home

Stack that paper and I stretch it a mile long

Big blunts, double cups, in my zone

Real niggas don’t play

Dread head, mayday

If I’m the turtle, you the rabbit

And I’ll still win the race

Niggas beefin', they can have it

I’m gon' bust down the face

I’ma still keep a ratchet

Just in case they wanna play

If a nigga think Lil Keed goin' down, that’s a motherfuckin' lie

Hottest young nigga in the streets, flyest young nigga in the sky

A nigga can’t match these rhymes

A nigga can’t match this drip

A nigga can’t match this style

Runnin' racks up and pop my shit

Tell a pussy nigga stop 'round

Gotta beat her lil back out

Sip the double cup 'til a nigga pass out

Nigga know I’m the young GOAT, where the mountain?

She know the pussy good, I get happy like a child

(yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah), she never runnin' her mouth

I’m dripped out year 'round, push start leavin' now

Yeah, all these hoes in my phone

I can’t give her up, she my home

Stack that paper and I stretch it a mile long

Big blunts, double cups, in my zone

Real niggas don’t play

Dread head, mayday

If I’m the turtle, you the rabbit

And I’ll still win the race

Niggas beefin', they can have it

I’m gon' bust down the face

I’ma still keep a ratchet

Just in case they wanna play

Nigga better stay out my way

Nigga better stay out my face

No I don’t kick fake shit one day

Then be friends next day

No I don’t move that way

Sell a lot of D, we sold

I think 'bout that shit every day

Smoke big blunts, make the pain go away

No father and son time, ain’t no birthdays

I’m in the studio gettin' it in

I already got a couple hits

Just tryna make my way to Billboard

I ain’t say it was easy

I beat it down 'til she leakin'

Then I pass her ass to the clique

Then they gon' do the same thing

Now you know these bitches ain’t shit

Yeah, all these hoes in my phone

I can’t give her up, she my home

Stack that paper and I stretch it a mile long

Big blunts, double cups, in my zone

Real niggas don’t play

Dread head, mayday

If I’m the turtle, you the rabbit

And I’ll still win the race

Niggas beefin', they can have it

I’m gon' bust down the face

I’ma still keep a ratchet

Just in case they wanna play

Just in case they wanna, just in case they wanna play

Just in case they wanna, just in case they wanna play

Just in case they wanna, just in case they wanna play

Just in case they wanna, just in case they wanna play