Lyrics 40 Below - Zoe Forte

My neck on... froze
It's 40 below
Head straight to the money I get it and go
Now I'm on the... road

To count up the hunnits the singles I throw
Cuz I'm gettin... more huh
Lock and load huh
Ready... go

I turn to a chef I'm a baker
Whip up the sauce it's amazing
Turn up the heat on the stove top
If you want smoke then I'm blazing

Flex with the bands like a workout
I'm smoking on every occasion
She on her knees with her tongue out
I gave her a standing ovation

I gave her a standing ovation
I gave her a standing ovation
Killing her softly can't get her off me she said the dick was amazing

Do nigga foul like a flagrant
I got my gains putting pain in
Stackin em like yellow pages
Whole lotta green and blue faces

Like JG Wentworth I need it now cuz nigga I'm losing my patience
Seepin em up like Maintenance
But really I'm head of the nation

Imma take off like a rocket
Straight to the moon in a spaceship
Nigga u broke betta stop it
Don't you be late for that day shift

I told you I'm not one to play with
Roll up the dope imma light it and face it
Just brought a chain now I need a new bracelet

Just brought a new chain n I need a new bracelet

Whole lotta bands and I kno that they hate it
Toss me me a jab imma throw a haymaker
Money on money I call it a facelift

Money on money I call it a face lift

My neck on... froze
It's 40 below
Head straight to the money I get it and go
Now I'm on the... road

To count up the hunnits the singles I throw
Cuz I'm gettin more huh
Lock & load huh
Ready go

Carry two 22's cuz the easy to tuck
Light on the boom but I'll give you a buck
When I start shooting the geese better duck
Blood spat on the walls cuz we wettin him up

Yea we wet em up don't go pressing ya luck
Toe tag a nigga then we zip em up
Shooting like Kobe 2-4 in the clutch
Go Gilbert Arenus how Im giving it up
Huh

All of the static just boost my adrenaline
If he still make a move he get hit again
Might stamp a print on ya face from the Timberlands
Spit on ya grave leaving evidence

All of that talking is clearly irrelevant
Lord knows I'm a sinner that's heaven sent
Yak In my drink and I smoke on the medicine
If you want the smoke come and get it than