Zhar! - Encore (feat. Fiji) Lyrics

Lyrics Encore (feat. Fiji) - Zhar!



Straight off the jump hoe
No you don't know me, but still I'm gon' walk in this bit though the front door
I get the pack then I double
I don't take trapping that serious but still I put racks in the duffel
Why is you acting so tough for
I ain't with beefing with niggas who ain't even jump off the front porch
Straight from the unknown
Bet they don't know me, but guarantee when i finish they want encore
Boy you in trouble
He try to jump me I'm turning this bitch into the Royal Rumble
If I don't wanna tussle
The forty beside me so technically I don't even have to touch 'em
I'm on his block like Mu-tum-b-o
I pull up with sticks and them bitches gonna hit like a motherfucking drum roll
And this bitch wanna cuddle
I ain't fucking that bit 'cause my shorty make me nut whenever i come home
Uh, uh
I tell 'em bye-bye disappear ta-da laugh it off ha-ha, yea
She call me daddy i'm calling her baby ain't no
Goo goo gaga, uh
We talking cheddar or mozzarella I need a lot-ah, uh, yea
We in the Honda police behind us I don't know na-da
I'm at the top floor
I'm looking down on these niggas you think that you hear but you not whore
Everybody gone talk more
I ain't catching no shit from no bitch okay that's what the condom was brought for
What if it pop, boy
That mean that her pussy dry and I tell that bit we gotta stop whore
And she wish that I brought more
And I know that she want more
Sorry lil' baby you can't get the encore
Straight off the jump hoe
No you don't know me but still I'm gon' walk in this bitch though the front door
I get the pack then I double
I don't take trapping that serious, but still I put racks in the duffel
Why is you actin' so tough for
I ain't with beefing with niggas who ain't even jump off the front porch
Straight from the unknown
Bet they don't know me, but guarantee when i finish they want encore
He want a standing ovation, I get it
You ain't no shooter you need to admit it
Knock off his knees turn that boy to a midget
Got me stuck in a trap girl you tryna saw me
He tried to run up left his brains on the concrete
Thirty eight on me in case you try rob me
He said he want beef give that lil' boy salami
You is a lame why you in my section
I be chopping up work I call it dissection
We pull up wit K's, he ain't get the message
Chopper be horny it got an erection
She swallow my seed we ain't texting
Bullets hot and the sizzle who ready for breakfast
Think you know fashion we shoot at his chest rig
Chopper cause damage it causing some wreckage
She be like Fiji you so damn majestic
I ain't trusting no hoe I ain't show no affection
She be like Fiji
Give me a second
My pockets be fat they be looking like precious
Think you know tricks go pop you a wheelie
He wanna start beef but that lil nigga silly
Slide in yo bitch, you can call me a Heely
We ain't giving up
Till we touch a milli
Straight off the jump hoe
No you don't know me, but still I'm gon' walk in this bitch though the front door
I get the pack then I double
I don't take trapping that serious but still I put racks in the duffel
Why is you acting so tough for
I ain't with beefing with niggas who ain't even jump off the front porch
Straight from the unknown
Bet they don't know me, but guarantee when i finish they want encore



Writer(s): Dezhar Whitatch


Zhar! - 23
Album 23
date of release
26-06-2020




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