"Zeke & Luther" lyrics
(feat. Tae Retro)
Glock just like a rocketship, this bitch'll send 'em out of space
Steady asking, "Where the hoes?" Why you ain't worried 'bout no pape'?
Right outside his crib, tryna take him out just like a date
On my grind like Zeke and Luther but I don't know how to skate
Fuck the back and forth, pull up and show what you gon' do to me
I ain't tryna fuck, just want the brain, bitch, come and tutor me
We are not the same, they notice me without no jewelry
Bitch, act like you know, you didn't know that you can Google me?
Linking with the ShittyBoyz got me tripping in this bitch
Heard you was a big stepper, why you limping in this bitch?
Heard a hater walked in, he went missing in this bitch
Thought your brodie was a shooter, he was kidding in this bitch
I can't even leave the crib unless the bag my destination
Catch me balling with your bitch like I just called a isolation
Why these niggas tryna beef when they know Tae got higher ratings?
Separating from these niggas like I fuck with segregation
Ain't no coffee in this cup, this a Wockiana potion
If you see me at the function, know I'm Glockiana toting
You don't catch me in the booth, you know I probably got some motion
If I ain't in the AMG, I'm in the Maserati floating
Bitch, I'm pissed off
Tryna set the play? Get you picked off
Seven hundred horses, finna lift off
Yo' bitch on me for my tee 'cause this bitch Off'
Put a RP in my juice, I might tip over
You would keep it tucked, I'm with some pull it off the hip soldiers
Twelve pulled me over, shit, I'm in here tryna get sober
Hollow hit his head and take off hair like a lint roller
Twelve 'Woods back-to-back, I been chain smoking
You a lil' pup, I'm big dog, call me Beethoven
B and E's, lil' brodie out here cracking safes open
He should've thought with his head, now his brain showing
That's a scary sight
Riding with a bad bitch that's colder than December
I be shitting and you don't, so you can't be a member
Feel like Popeyes, all this chicken, come and get a tender
Now you tough? You used to be a bitch just like a transgender
Take my talents to LA, bitch, I'm feeling like LeBron
Bitch, I'm moving like a king, I can't settle for no pawn
How the fuck you in that field when you never left the lawn?
And I'm moving lowkey, they don't know what time I'm on
Keep a pistol like I'm Pete, don't get balled on
Same bitch you love the bitch I put my balls on
Dragging bags through that bitch until the mall closed
Treat your bitch like a dog, she on all fours
Feel like Larry Bird, we shooting trips to Indiana
We done poured up fifty Fanta's, in the store, we really jamming
Pick 'em up and tie 'em up, they sick they gotta give me ransom
Was always talking out his neck, so is his death really random?
Hmm, I don't think so
Steady asking, "Where the hoes?" Why you ain't worried 'bout no pape'?
Right outside his crib, tryna take him out just like a date
On my grind like Zeke and Luther but I don't know how to skate
Fuck the back and forth, pull up and show what you gon' do to me
I ain't tryna fuck, just want the brain, bitch, come and tutor me
We are not the same, they notice me without no jewelry
Bitch, act like you know, you didn't know that you can Google me?
Linking with the ShittyBoyz got me tripping in this bitch
Heard you was a big stepper, why you limping in this bitch?
Heard a hater walked in, he went missing in this bitch
Thought your brodie was a shooter, he was kidding in this bitch
I can't even leave the crib unless the bag my destination
Catch me balling with your bitch like I just called a isolation
Why these niggas tryna beef when they know Tae got higher ratings?
Separating from these niggas like I fuck with segregation
Ain't no coffee in this cup, this a Wockiana potion
If you see me at the function, know I'm Glockiana toting
You don't catch me in the booth, you know I probably got some motion
If I ain't in the AMG, I'm in the Maserati floating
Bitch, I'm pissed off
Tryna set the play? Get you picked off
Seven hundred horses, finna lift off
Yo' bitch on me for my tee 'cause this bitch Off'
Put a RP in my juice, I might tip over
You would keep it tucked, I'm with some pull it off the hip soldiers
Twelve pulled me over, shit, I'm in here tryna get sober
Hollow hit his head and take off hair like a lint roller
Twelve 'Woods back-to-back, I been chain smoking
You a lil' pup, I'm big dog, call me Beethoven
B and E's, lil' brodie out here cracking safes open
He should've thought with his head, now his brain showing
That's a scary sight
Riding with a bad bitch that's colder than December
I be shitting and you don't, so you can't be a member
Feel like Popeyes, all this chicken, come and get a tender
Now you tough? You used to be a bitch just like a transgender
Take my talents to LA, bitch, I'm feeling like LeBron
Bitch, I'm moving like a king, I can't settle for no pawn
How the fuck you in that field when you never left the lawn?
And I'm moving lowkey, they don't know what time I'm on
Keep a pistol like I'm Pete, don't get balled on
Same bitch you love the bitch I put my balls on
Dragging bags through that bitch until the mall closed
Treat your bitch like a dog, she on all fours
Feel like Larry Bird, we shooting trips to Indiana
We done poured up fifty Fanta's, in the store, we really jamming
Pick 'em up and tie 'em up, they sick they gotta give me ransom
Was always talking out his neck, so is his death really random?
Hmm, I don't think so
