RemyBoy Wap - ZooWap (2014)

broad day - nine vicious

in the shadows with the ski - we got black on black
if we ran up on yo shit - then come get yo lick back
bro just pulled up to the party with a all white sack
i’m smoking on these niggas - go and put em in the pack

in the pack - make it rain - watch it spray - they go splat!
even the opps wanna feel on this ass cus it fat
ion mean micky d’s when i say big mac
bitch, i’ll smoke yo bestie too - just go and put her in the pack

i lay these niggas down like i’m puttin em to bed
i’m whippin it so crazy like the coup is off its meds
askin all these questions - like bitch, is you the feds?
i feel like freddy kruger how i be in niggas heads

i crashed out so hard - i ain’t even think to grab a mask
go find sum safe to do - don’t let us catch you pumpin gas 
buying rillos at the shop? that can be sum risky biz
i got fiens who don’t care bout orphanin yo kids

i got bullets - got a lot - but i got more tho 
i gotta kamikaze driver whippin it like a stolo 
i gotta white bitch in the back with coke nose and no bra
i got two in the front - one go brr - one go rra

i’ll wipe you down with sum you can’t wipe off
talm business to a nigga trynna fuck - and he threw my vibe off
they flashing guns on live - but notice how they don’t 3D it?
he got caught lacking - and now he won’t IG it

acting like he tapped in - when he just asked me for a front
bitch, i’ll smoke you and yo gang - just go and put em in my blunt

PACK

i’m off a perc
off the chain - so beserk
insane - blood stains on my shirt
got it out the mud - but still got love for the dirt

what’s yo name?
where you at? 
lil coke bunny
she a fien
she a brat

what’s yo name? 
where you been?
she want me
and my 7 deadly sins

going in
going off
going ham
going hard

smoking dope
snorting coke
shooting stars

shooting tar
bloody nose
poppin bars

i’m so gone 
i’m too far

i’m off a xanny
she said “i think you so uncanny”

she hate me 
said i’m psycho
that’s not what you was saying last night tho

tell me
what you afraid of?
i’m what nightmares are made of  

oh god
i’m off a line
send a shiver down my spine

oh god
i’m off fent
don’t know where my demons went

oh no
i’m all alone
got this far all on my own

oh no
i’m so cold
poor girl
i know her soul got sold

OFFA

my choppa so sick
stick it up and upchuck it

i’m so cocky with my glocky
whip it out and make em suck it

make him splat when i yuck it
make a mess - nigga, fuck it

went so ape mode with my draco 
that i even forgot to tuck it

tuck it - tuck it
tuck it - tuck it
knock the dreads
off his head
drop his brain in a bucket

tuck it - tuck it 
tuck it - tuck it 
imma bully
hit his skully 
when he dodged 
and tried to duck it

you’ll be swimming with the fishes
bitch, so watch me go and gut it 
texas chainsaw - take yo face off
when i go and uppercut it 
 
only takes a few rounds
to make em dance like a puppet
drums on my stick look like tits
swear i could cup it 

you feeling rocky?
i’d love to see you try and stop me

i’m so raw
my biggest flaw
is when i get down
i get too sloppy
tried to go cop him a body
now his body looking floppy

i’m too hot
i’m like a rocket
i keep a lotta ugly shit in my pocket
i got the chrome to his dome
then cocked it back
at his socket

i only fuck with freaks 
yeah, i roll with frankenstiens
ion want bulletholes 
i want intestines

TUCK iT

birds of a feather flock together
that’s why ion fuck with birds
can’t lie
actions speak louder than words

ion trust em - they disgusting
all these niggas really lame
imma put em birds to shame 
all you niggas act the same

what’s hannen?
oh, what’s that then?
oh, you think you got weight?
yeah, what’s shakin?
bitch, you bacon
put that bitch up on my plate

feed these bitches to the pigs
oh, you think you really big? 
you think you really big? 

my choppa choppy 
you niggas sloppy
i’m feeling bubblegum
i’m feeling so feeling poppy

you can’t catch me off guard
you can’t shock me
my bullets never late
so you can’t clock me
 
you can’t keep up
nigga, speak up
say it with yo chest
if you really wanna go there
fuck around and be my guest

i lay em down like a carpet
i keep that drac up under my armpit
i keep that pistol up in my pocket
eye for an eye - i’m not talking sockets

i see niggas like you all the time
you ain’t making big moves 
you do petty crime

you ain’t making no motion
you only follow
you ain’t get yo own stripes
you only borrow

you say you gon get yo lick back tomorrow
you say that you gon pay for it next time
you stay throwing up crooked ass gang signs
you say you bang but can’t bang when it’s bang time

you ain’t got opps 
you got me
you ain’t gassed up 
you on E

BRRD

to be honest? i ain’t really trynna cuff ya
it ain’t beef - ain’t no smoke - ain’t trynna puff ya
i’m just telling ya - you ain’t the type to wife up
you cute and all - but you just gotta get yo life up

you just gotta get yo life up
bitch, you just gotta get yo life up 

you expect me to respect you - when you ain’t respect yourself
how can i respect you? when you object yourself?
i can’t take you home, girl - ain’t yo bestie - ain’t yo mommy
how is you my bitch - but you out there coppin bodies?

how you out there coppin bodies?
bitch, you bored - get you a hobby

bitch, you need a hobby
you really need a hobby
you need a hobby

what you doing for these niggas?
what you doing for a buck?
bitch, you bad - but you down on your luck
you let these ugly niggas fuck

you let these bummy niggas slide
where’s your standards? where yo pride?
nah, i can’t pick up your call
i’m out here with my guys

bitch, yo body good!
yeah, you sexy - yous a dime
that’s why i be confused 
you give these pussy niggas any time

if she wanna hit the streets?
okay… i ain’t gon get her
but just know i peep potential
it’s so sad - you could do better 

damn…
you could do better
bitch, you could really do better

she send me paragraphs and letters
yeah, i know this bitch sprung
she like my style and my smile
she like my tits - and my tongue

she say i’m sensitive 
she say i pay attention  
cus i ain’t nasty like you niggas
who on the DL - i won’t mention

you niggas gay - you niggas weird
you niggas honestly really gross
you PMS - you do the most
you really got yo mans really close

HONE$T

i ain’t known for being nice
you can go and ask the others
how you plottin on the opps
but wont go avenge yo brother?

ion ever get caught up
cus i move too smooth like butter
hit the chrome upside his dome
give that lil nigga a stutter

a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter
a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter
a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter

a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter
we really from the trenches
yeah, we really from the gutter
yeah, we really from the gutter

a stutter - yeah, give that man a glitch
i could never trust a nigga
who put his trust to a bitch

bitches dirty - bitches lie
me and bitches aint see eye to eye

ion never play nice
take a gamble - roll the dice
if i popped him once
then im finna pop him twice

bitch
im finna pop you twice

im finna lay em down
tuck em in and put em to rest
he say im good at getting
i aint good - bitch, im the best

im the best
go and put em to the test
go and put em to my gang
my hittas really hit
and my bangers really bang

$TUTTER

he wanted the wrong smoke
now he no longer alive
fuck being strong
only the worst of us survive

you wont know when i slide 
but you’ll know when i arrive
i got bullets on sale 
i got 3 for 5

3 for 5
i’m shellin em out 3 for 5

(you don’t even love me!)
(bitch, shut up i’m trynna drive!)

in the streets this shit run really deep 
and all my niggas scuba dive

i put his money where his mouth is
cus he thought i’d take a bribe
i’m paranoid
i peep niggas if he got a weird vibe

i’m worse in person
i ain’t what they describe
i popped a perc and got so high
i asked if he got em perscribed

this nigga thought he slick
feeling on my backside
i cocked one to the eye
and now it got him cockeyed

it got him cockeyed
i’m unkind
gotta body outlined
gotta body outlined
i gotta white bitch 
that got me feeling like the blind side

i gotta white bitch that really like white lines 
i gotta white guy that wipe guys 
like Columbine 

i gotta blood nigga who blood 
like his daddy bloodline

i gotta thug nigga who
threw the wrong set 
at the wrong time

BRRD

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