Текст песни ZOOTED (feat. Candyman) - Andy Kapps

Alright, I'm just gonna give you some hot shit right now

Keep it a bean with me, I party like Charlie Sheen
Steppin' out on the scene and I came to get the green
I'm livin' the dream, I wake up to the nightmare
I've been tryin' to stack my cheese since days in the high chair
And they say I don't fight fair
Mike Tyson by ear
Just so you motherfuckers hear me loud and clear
If I gotta aim it, you gon' see me without fear
Hold it still, you motherfuckers start bustin
I'll leave you in the holy field
Your boy AK, a hot shot
I'm comin' off the top when I'm cookin' up
Like a crock pot, she dropped her crop top
Hot box, when we in the park lot, parked up
I can smell you pussy's through my snot box
How you ever catchin' up
And we way ahead in the moment, we keep goin
It's like you always drop the soap
And know you're fucked when you be my opponent
These women actin' real inappropriate, coast to coast
I'm gettin' dough and we ain't never loanin' it
We winnin', so let's have a toast
They wanna go against us, then they'll be our roast
We takin' all their dough and then you'll see us
Blowin' it, no homo, ew
Countin' it up, my gross pay
I ain't blowin' out them candles
Makin' wishes on my birthday
I just dismantle anyone who's in my way
When I run this shit like Randall
And I know you motherfuckers heard me

I'ma move my way
Yeah, Zooted
I'ma move my way, uh, with my music
I'ma move my way, it's some cool shit, yeah
I'ma move my way, I'ma move my way

I'ma move my way, I'ma move my way
Yeah, Zooted
I'ma move my way, uh, with my music
I'ma move my way, it's some cool shit, yeah
I'ma move my way with them girls, that's cute as shit yeah
Zooted

They called the cops cause I was speedin' like a demon
Throwin' money out the roof, through the ceiling
Cause I'm blingin' paparazzi
Got me cheesin' in the Bentley, smokin' chiba, yeah
Eyes a giraffe, breathin' air with the eagles, huh
You got a problem on your hands if you tweetin
Twitter fingers gettin' treated
Like them people tryna squeeze me off the block
Cause I'm season'd with them hands and trigger flingin
Ain't no stoppin' if my name up in your mouth, they won't believe it
They called the cops, said I was tweakin
Cause I'm screamin' like a heathen
I'm the coldest, and I mean it
You get too close, I get the swingin
Call your daddy, uncle, brother
And they all get put to sleep
Don't get no fucks about who you bring
We gettin' cash instead of dreamin