Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zebra, artist - DJ Scheme. Date of issue: 21.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Zebra |
| That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh |
| She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper |
| She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer |
| She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra |
| Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling |
| Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings |
| Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings |
| Only got some feelings when I really need it |
| That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh |
| She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper |
| She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer |
| She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra |
| Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling |
| Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings |
| Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings |
| Only got some feelings when I really need it |
| She my little roller, said she fucked Gunna |
| She said, «I could shut you up,"I said, «Bitch, I don’t want it» |
| I said, «Shut the fuck up, come talk to me 'bout some money» |
| I be with some Zoes but you know my niggas bleeding |
| She gon' get me leaning, out here with no beaming |
| Fell in love with a chopper, keep that sucker in between us |
| Fuck a booby-trap, I’m throwing racks up like Serena |
| He said he want smoke, we gon' press him like panini |
| We gon' spin around, we don’t play, put drums on the AK |
| Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it’s too late |
| We gon' spin around, we don’t play, put drums on the AK |
| Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it’s too late |
| That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh |
| She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper |
| She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer |
| She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra |
| Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling |
| Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings |
| Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings |
| Only got some feelings when I really need it |
| She all in her feelings, soon as I nut, I’m dippin' |
| Got a lil' bitch wishing, and hoping I don’t go missing |
| She hope the show don’t get lapped |
| Put her on the like the rack |
| Cuban ice make her sweat |
| I don’t wanna fuck one nat, I just wanna go stack checks |
| She just wanna do it from the jets, we were riding 'round with TECs |
| So, all in white, just flex, serve another plate for the fam' |
| We’ll beef over a cigarette |
| She a freak, all I want head |
| Could’ve wished your bitch in my bed |
| One beer did no TEC, one beer did no TEC |
| That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh |
| She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper |
| She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer |
| She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra |
| Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling |
| Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings |
| Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings |
| Only got some feelings when I really need it |