Текст песни Plot Twist - Zoe Forte

How dare you
U niggaz is lucky I speared you
Internet thunggin but see me in person
These niggaz is quite and fearful

Speak loud on my name so my n hear you
If I throw a shot nigga imma just air you
Watch how you talking you better be careful
Just like these checks nigga imma just clear you
Uh

Bitch a nigga you a rat
And your whole image a scandal, Uh wait
I took tht knife out my back
And made you n an example, Huh yea
New coup and it's all black
Spinning round ya block like I got no handle
I'm on his heels like a open toe sandle
Said he want smoke so we blew out his candle
Uh
Niggaz throw sticks and stones
But never at me cuz I'm never alone
I'm with some killers they stalking ya home
Make the wrong move and we feeding em Crome

It's a murder scene when I back out
And I see all red when I black out
Cripple cross face make em tap out
Fuck a handgun bring the macs out
Gltttttt boom
And none of you niggaz don't want the hand
You witness the pain that I gave to ya man's
And nahh I ain't never gon understand
How niggaz put anything over the Fam
Respectfully so
I really have killers come walk threw ya door
We can throw shot or we can throw bows
Nigga I'm w the shits and you already know
Like

Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Take a look in the mirror and see ya self
The nigga don't even believe himself
He need a charge like a Duracell
Crack niggaz head like a liberty bell
He once had the sauce now you on the shelf
Collecting dust boy you mad as hell
Just take da shot if you love ya self
Cause I kno you ain't getting it anywhere else
I know you starving you broke as hell
Tryna play tuff, what a epic fail
How You went from gangster to tattle tale
Uhh
Niggaz be doin a lot
But Forte be callin the shots
You Ready or not
You hoping tht this is the end
But I put a twist in the plot
Now I'm on ya block like
Forte a killer come through like a reaper
Snakes in the grass had to give it a ceaser
Toss up ya bitch like Amillio pizza
Like Uh
I gave em the bag and these niggaz fumbles
I let em live and thats on a humble
I gave you the hands now let's see what's the guns do
Like
Nigga you SHOULDA You COULDA you WOULDA
Spin on you niggaz like my name was Booker
If you a bookie my niggaz gon book ya Uhh
Yea
You tuff on the net but I know the real you
My only regret is that I ain't uh
Banana clips make my n peel you
Like
Uh
How u a plug w no lights on
Claim you a thug but the hyped gone
Stomp niggaz out with the crocs on

I keep it hot neva lukewarm
Turn the flame on, I'm a dragon
I'm taking shots like the games on
Still 40 below with the chains on
Nigga
U couldn't step with a stepper
Beefin w me is like rally & checkers
Niggaz throw salt and them bullets gone pepper
Run and you hide but I catch you wherever

Niggaz be doin a lot
But Forte be callin the shots
You Ready or not
You hoping tht this is the end
But I put a twist in the plot
Now I'm on ya block like

Forte a killer come through like a reaper
Snakes in the grass had to give it a ceaser
Toss up ya bitch like Amillio pizza
Like
Uh
I gave em the bag and these niggaz fumbles
I let em live and thats on a humble
I gave you the hands now let's see what's the guns do
Like... uhh