paroles de chanson Zeros and Ones - Amant Okane
Ya
shorty
a
munch
to
me
She'll
never
do
drugs
with
you,
but
she
said
she'll
do
a
bunch
with
me
If
I
take
a
addy
for
breakfast
there
ain't
no
lunch
for
me
And
I
think
my
brain
is
infested
demons
keep
punching
me
My
money
gone
get
up
They
told
me
I
couldn't
do
it,
so
I
just
said
ok,
bet
up,
yuh
USB
mic,
wit
a
cracked
iPad,
then
Band
Lab
for
the
whole
set
up,
fuck
So
I
got
the
quantity,
I
got
the
quality
too
Don't
give
a
fuck
bout
the
mix,
they
know
when
I
spit
its
like
I'm
in
the
booth
Pour
up
this
wocky
no
triss
and
I'm
smoking
a
spliff
while
I'm
swerving
this
coupe
All
of
my
niggas
gone
hit
I
swear
none
of
them
miss
when
them
muh
fuckers
shoot
That
nigga
claim
that
he
solid
we
bring
out
the
heat
and
he
turn
to
a
soup
I
heard
ya
girl
be
playing
my
shit
on
loop,
and
yours
on
mute
Make
it
make
since,
yo
shorty
giving
me
brain
that
bitch
going
stupid,
she
dense
We
never
showing
no
love
and
my
niggas
wear
gloves
when
we
doing
them
drills
no
Prints,
yuh
She
wanna
fuck
on
me
she
keep
on
touching
me
she
got
me
pinching
a
tent
She
ask
why
I
smell
so
expensive
because
I
be
smoking
exotic
for
scents
Real
designer
cost
ya
rent
Bitch,
I
see
you
eyeing
my
print
Bitch,
the
cash
be
coming
in
boatloads
so
these
muh
fuckers
thinking
i
print
shit
They
don't
know
shit
about
making
this
paper
They
don't
know
shit
bout
the
Archives
layer
Lot
of
junk
in
the
trunk
like
the
bitch
Tow
Mater
And
if
you
need
gas
then
we
got
more
flavors
Do
more
work
then
you
get
more
paper
Get
more
paper
then
you
get
more
haters
Get
more
haters
and
I
give
less
fucks
How
he
gone
talk
he
dont
got
no
bucks
How
she
want
to
love
I
don't
got
no
trust
This
pure
wok,
I
don't
sip
no
tuss
Bitch
don't
talk
just
shut
the
fuck
up
better
suck
this
dick
until
a
lil
nigga
bust
Ya
shorty
a
munch
to
me
She'll
never
do
drugs
with
you,
but
she
said
she'll
do
a
bunch
with
me
If
I
take
a
addy
for
breakfast
there
ain't
no
lunch
for
me
And
I
think
my
brain
is
infested
demons
keep
punching
me
My
money
gone
get
up
They
told
me
I
couldn't
do
it,
so
I
just
said
ok,
bet
up,
yuh
USB
mic,
wit
a
cracked
iPad,
then
Band
Lab
for
the
whole
set
up,
fuck
So
I
got
the
quantity,
I
got
the
quality
too
Don't
give
a
fuck
bout
the
mix
they
know
when
I
spit
its
like
I'm
in
the
booth
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