"ZILLA" lyrics

Fuck

Ayo, Phantom hittin' every pothole (Skrrt), the Glock's on your nostril
The flyest nigga since a snot nose (Ah)
I could bag a brick blindfold
Virgil rollin' in his grave, they got Off-White in Costcos (Mmm)
Emilio Pucci ponchos, the honcho (Ah)
Balenci' Oakleys on, lookin' like Macho (Ooh yeah)
Your favorite rapper washed, Hennessy Benz, seats applesauce (Skrrt)
So much dope, we can't bag it
Ayo, starin' at the pot, I caught déjà vu
Stand over 'em, make sure he swimmin' in the pool (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ayo, out of mind, out of sight
I body mics, we choppin' bricks karate type
You fuck niggas sound alike (Ah)
Tom Ford my A-alike, sellin' work day and night
Taste your pipe and take a flight, the wrong batch'll take your life
Took a life and saved a life, devil and the angel nice
Angel on the Rolls, dissapearin' MAC-11 stripe (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Ayo, my neck flawless, the wrist plain though, the dope came prego (Ah)
Prada-strap K, shoot your ass in broad day though (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Take a nigga' chain, you can have it if you pay though (Ah)
Gunshot, backflip the nigga, free K.O. (Free K.O.)
Drive-by, shoot your whole block up out the Waymo (Grrt, grrt)
Google my net worth, shit, I got way more (Ah)
Gettin' Just Don Moët bottles by the caseload, chasin' Jeff Bezos

Yours, my I can smoke crab for hours
Even in the shower
Watch me devour build me a tower
I can smoke crab for hours and hours, and hours
Hehehe