Oliver Zoom arrives in Los Santos. I think he's being followed..
https://www.twitch.tv/olzoom

Lyrics

500 miles an hour, never stoppin'
Gettin' paranoid in the office
No other rapper gonna top this
Sittin' on the plane doing bong rips (zoom)

Never stoppin' 'til I make a fuckin' milly ho
Gonna fuckin' drop him if he finna gonna come alone
Bet they watching saying relaying it to the government 
I think I see a spy, pass a magazine and dump a load

My boy yeah he's on it
Gonna launder to profit
Gonna bang a fucking stripper
What's her name? I forgot it
I'm cumming really fast, I think I must be a comet
If I pull up with a piece you better give me your wallet, like

If you pull a gun, it's gonna end up bloody
If I don't reply fast, I am not your buddy
That bitch so hot, think I'll call her sunny 
Only animal I like is a real good pussy

(hook)
1, 2
Flex 1, 2
Run red lights like watchu gon' do?
1, 2
Flex 1, 2
Drift in the whip with the whole damn crew

(chorus)
Vibe one more time
Los Santos
Los Santos
Los Santos

Vibe one more time
Los Santos
Los Santos
Los Santos

Vibe one more time  
Los Santos
Los Santos
Los Santos

Vibe one more time
Better know it
You a real G better show it
Better show it

Oliver Zoom gonna pay you a visit
You don't wanna see when I'm pushed to my limit
Blasting this track to make sure you can hear it
And just like a Hennessy you gonna be a spirit

I got green like it's broccoli
You are never stopping me
These rappers make me laugh so much it feels just like a comedy
And honestly I'm gonna be the top of the economy
I'll make a fucking billion like this shit is monopoly

And honestly I've gotta be a motherfuckin' prodigy
No stoppin' me
I prolly should've majored gynaecology
It got to me
I wanna see a goddamn apology
From anyone that said that I would end up being a mockery
  
Sold everything, for a goddamn dream
And ZOOM clothing, is the winning team
At the pink cage, doing everything
Working straight from my apartment, gotta keep it clean

(hook)
1, 2
Flex 1, 2
Run red lights like watchu gon' do?
1, 2
Flex 1, 2
Don't @ me if I don't know you

(chorus x2)

Welcome to Los Santos

Thanks to all the cops that helped pay for this song, might buy a new whip now. Shoutout to Gno-Mercy Records

Burn The PD

Call me if you have coke :] 415-076-8079

LYRICS

Zoom going in, I don't ever go half way
Rat or a snake? We predicted all your nark plays
Started from the bottom, yeah I had a lot of hard days
Gonna cut your motherfuckin' skull like Scarface
Say hello to my little friend, it's an AP
Let's see if you survive holes like Swiss cheese
Yeah I'm really killin' this track like PE
All the bitches cream when they motherfuckin' see me

Fuck all your problems cause I really don't need this
She must be a squirrel cause she really want deez nuts
Shoot a couple mags you will end up how cheese is
Alls I'm saying is you'll end up holy like Jesus

Thanks Kyle for the freestyle, a shame it wasn't good though
You ran off in your cop car, you scared of the Zoom, bro?
You're in grave danger, gonna need a tombstone
Can't wait to shoot up your funeral soon bro
Cold motherfucker, yeah I'm telling you I'm merciless
I'm killing this beat, I can't help but fucking murder this
Gno-Mercy Records, yeah I know you fucking heard of us
3headed British guy, yeah bitch, Cerberus

Made the best song in the city it's so hard to fuckin' top that
Bought a sports car from PDM you know I had to cop that
Took gold bars from Jewellery store, I swear we didn't rob that
Robbin' stores and we dippin' like nachos, got that?

MAFIA FLOW

Got too high and made a song, I'll take my Grammy now thank you

Lyrics

God of Weed, Kratos look at me
Chillin' on the block with the team
Let me see
If you really want a G
Bitches send letters but they only want the D

Be the best, grind when they won't
Have the one last laugh like a joke
Married to the rap game and the smoke
I just say and I do when they don't
I don't know what to do, I am confused
You can drink a drink but you can't food a food
Damn dude
Wait, can you even die in a living room?

Fuck dude, how do dogs talk?
If a fly loses wings it's a walk
Oh man, what the fuck
Can deaf people hear their own thoughts?

Right now I'm just feeling so torn
Babies aren't 9 months old when they're born
Gonna make you deaf with my motherfucking horn
I've got a shotgun get off of my lawn
Hunt snakes just like metal gear
I won't call you babe and I won't call you dear
It's about to get crazy in here
Pass me the vodka 'cause fuck all that beer

Rhymes are like Corona cause they really really sick
I got a baddie fuckin' bitch and yeah she choking on my dick
This bitch is fit fit
Her clit thick, my dick big
Might go to the store and hit a lick lick

Smoke weed, we about to get lit
Better be ready if you wanna talk shit
Oh damn, she's got big tits
I just made a whole song of just gibberish

God of Weed

The perfect song to send to a "WHO"

Lyrics

Tittyfuck your bitch for the hell of it
We just best friends with the benefits
You a masochist, I'm a terrorist
Bitch you better not be pregnant
I'm on some real shit, it's funny
Hit a bank truck, for money
10k each, was bloody
I don't play boy, like bunny

Buddy boy, you don't want blowback
If you ride or die, you best show that
Quick throwback, you know that
Girl you twice as hot with that gnome mask

Big thighs
No way
Pound pussy every day
Smoke weed
Cocaine
He tweeted at me now, what did I say?

[Chorus]
WHO, WHO, WHO, WHO R U?
Beyatch
WHO, WHO, WHO, WHO R U?
I don't know you, bitch

RCC & Gno-Mercy
See, I've got a BB
No sike it's a fuckin' AP
Shot you in your facey
Sleep on me you lazy
Need Erin's Mercedes so I can be crazy

Now listen
You're waiting for the fast part, right?
Her pussy sweet like it's honey
She want the D like I'm Sunny
They wanna tell me OTT is better that shit is funny
How come he never makes a song yeah that beef would be yummy
You study how to make a rap again from me and make money
And if I ever make a song on you it's gonna be bloody
Now tell me why are all rappers just napping?
Slacking, I'm attacking
Stabbin' like I'm mackin' up their bitch outside of Maccies
Leave him dead up in the alley
G, I do not need a bally
Who's the king of this rap game, you're fuckin' looking at him

No way
You know just what they say
Smoke weed
Cocaine
He tweeted at me now, what did I say?

[Chorus x2]

Your friends want to chill with me
I get guns for fucking free
Your ex girl is on my knee
Might pull out my big willy

Real shit
I just won this competition
Gno-Mercy Records

WHO R U?

The coldest artist in Los Santos. GNO-MERCY RECORDS 💿

Oliver Zoom

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