Lyrics Zero Tolerance - Lil Wyte

Zero Tolerance

I got an offer I couldn’t refuse a five piece a dro for two’s\nFeeling freaky across the color G’s so I’m super cool\nTake a trip to the ATL, holla at my boy Terrel\nThough that’s where he want me to meet him so far situation swell\nHit him up as soon as I get in town we go rendezvou\nTen for the four is what I got instead of five for two\nNervous is bout the fact the po po’s hotter than an iron skillet\nAlso in the back I got my gat in case I have to peel it\nWatchin' all my mirrors as I make a left on Old Nat\nThankin to myself he said eleven where this fool at\nBigger mounts of cash, duffle bags I get a tax invasion\nLast thang in my life that I don’t need to add is incarceration\nHeart is racing and I’m racing back and forth all in the van\nBlue lights everywhere I’m high as hell and you couldn’t understand\nPalms are sweaty and my eyes are glued so far into my rearview\nI see the dude who got the dope and I think he see me too\nIt’s zero tolerance around here (fuck them laws)\nIt’s zero tolerance around here (man fuck them laws)\nAnd it’s all good no ones around he pulled up right beside me\nWe got a room at holiday inn so now he right behind me\nIts been awhile since we kicked it so its gone be a minute\nI got a bag full of dough and a four-five up in it\nCause I don’t know if this fool got something up his sleeve\nHe could be tryin to get me or just fuckin with me\nI got feelin operation is gonna go as planned\nWithout a site of disturbance to fuck up my demands\nExchange was made and now I got the dope up in my hands\n10 pounds of dro for four thousand dollars stashed up in the van\nI tell em holla and I vamp out back to the M\nI put it in drive and then I glance back one time at him\nI left the atl at 9:30 no time to waste\nI got a box of cigarillos began to blaze\nI hit the interstate pop the hood and caught triple A\nSix hundred dollars five hundred miles until the bay\nSo fuck them laws