Testo Zelda - AJ Tracey feat. SahBabii & SAFE
Testo della canzone Zelda (AJ Tracey feat. SahBabii & SAFE), tratta dall'album Aj Tracey (Deluxe)
My drop-top went down (Down, down, down)
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers
Really outside with the shooters
She don't hook up with no losers
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers
Really outside with the shooters
She don't hook up with no losers
She don't want link (Uh, link, uh, yeah, yeah)
Diamonds a sink (Yeah, cool, huh)
Brown and that mink (Yeah, hey)
It's red in my drink (It's red in my— Yeah)
She don't want link, she don't want link (Nope, uh, yeah)
She don't want link (No way)
Please tell the gang what you— (Uh, yeah, what?)
Please tell the gang what you think (Think about, uh, yeah)
My girl a princess, she Zelda (Zelda, uh, yeah, yeah, what?)
Your girlfriend name should be Helga (Uh, cool)
Young AJ flex like I'm Elba (I flex like I'm Elba, uh, cool, cool)
Walk down on that little boy with the Glock (Walk with—)
Walk down on that little boy with the mop (Yeah, cool)
Dem man don't want it, don't tell me to pop (Tell me)
Extend all these bullets, they ain't gonna stop
Went down (Down, down, down)
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers
Really outside with the shooters
She don't hook up with no losers
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to
Same niggas tryna call her name but
She don't know you (She don't know)
We're on the block, not computers (Yeah)
Really outside with the shooters (Yeah, jheez)
She don't hook up with no losers (Yeah)
If a nigga don't pay the bill, then it's lights out (Pew, pew, pew)
Yeah, she suck it up, eat it up, clean it up, baby
Like lights out (Lights out)
Yeah, get a bad strong when I open up the smell like pots out
Yeah, she had the dick in her hand
Like she was tryna get the motherfucking thots out
I'm with AJ Tracey (AJ Tracey)
He gon' shoot for me like Atlanta and McGrady (Atlanta and McGrady)
Fuck my hoes I'm working through, I can't have no babies
She got a lot of ass in them jeans
More crack than the '80s (In the '80s)
Pick up your girl after school
Nut on her butt, she eat up the nut like a squirrel
Buss' on them cheeks It look like a cinnamon swirl
All them bitches like a curl
Foreign bitches, nigga bonjour
She get on them knees 'til them bones hurt
My drop-top went down (Down, down, down)
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers
Really outside with the shooters
She don't hook up with no losers
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers (Yeah)
Really outside with the shooters (Yeah)
She don't hook up with no losers (Uhh)
My bitch original fashion (Uh-huh)
She doing damage (Uh)
Fuck her, I fuck her with passion (Uh-huh)
Then have to live with a madness (Yeah)
Groups runnin' up, I got trace on the way (Trace on the way)
You be surprised what we make in a day
Hunnids of K's stashed in the safe
Racking it up can't do minimum wage
Slide up we all up in traffic (Hey)
Posted up with automatics (Hey)
All of my niggas we trapping (Trap)
Your wifey banging, that's ratchet
She don't want rock with no loser (Uh)
She only rockin' with shooters (Yeah)
Came in this bitch with a uh, uh
Came in this bitch with a Ruger
Went down (Down, down, down)
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers
Really outside with the shooters
She don't hook up with no losers
Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To)
Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You)
We're on the block, not computers
Really outside with the shooters
She don't hook up with no losers
Credits
Writer(s): Che Wolton Grant
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