suede
Zooted Life: Money, Drugs, and Glock Anthems by Stun Season
Lyrics
I got the racks in my denim suede on my jeans, money man, only speak guapanese
I have a significant amount of money in my denim clothing, and my jeans are made of suede; I only speak a language associated with wealth.
Smokin' 5 blunts, ain't a lot to me
Smoking five blunts is not a big deal to me.
Fuck the police, ain't a cop in me, woah
I disregard the police; there is no authority figure within me.
I just been doin' these drugs, like every damn day, I'm zooted, I'm geeked up for life
I've been regularly using drugs, feeling intoxicated and excited about life.
Married to the money, had a wedding, put a ring on it
I am committed to my wealth, symbolized by a wedding and a ring, treating money as my wife.
Fuck it, that's my wife
Nonchalantly embracing the idea that money is like a spouse to me.
All of them lames be talkin' on the internet
People who lack credibility often gossip on the internet.
I got a AR, don't like to type
I possess an AR (Assault Rifle) and prefer action over typing.
Said I won't blow it, but then he ran up and he ain't come back, I guess he was right
Initially hesitant to use the firearm, but someone challenged me, and unfortunately, they did not return.
100 rounds in the drum, brand new clip on me bitch , I don't like to fight
I am well-armed with a large ammunition capacity and avoid physical fights.
Pourin' up Wockhart inside of my Sprite, make sure that I put in the ice
Mixing prescription cough syrup (Wockhart) with Sprite and ensuring it is chilled with ice.
Ice trey and bitch, I'm young
Associating oneself with luxury brands and suggesting a mix of different designer items.
She wanna pull up, have some fun I got a big Ruger, this a gun
Ready for confrontation with a large handgun (Ruger) if necessary.
Chain on my neck, weigh a ton
Wearing a heavy and valuable chain around the neck.
I got designer brands on my clothing
Wearing high-end fashion brands.
I mix the Ricky up with Balenci Think my Tommy Gun made by Disney
Mixing different brands, humorously suggesting a Tommy Gun made by Disney.
Cause the drum on it look like Mickey
Describing the appearance of a firearm drum resembling the character Mickey Mouse.
Won't rock the bag if it ain't expensive
Choosing not to wear a bag unless it is expensive.
Oh my God, that bitch so picky
Expressing frustration at the high standards of a particular woman.
Let my Draco sang at all the opps in Houston like it's Whitney
Threatening rivals in Houston with a powerful firearm.
Need to watch out for them snakes in the field, one of them bit me Only kick it with my gang
Being cautious about deceitful individuals, having experienced betrayal.
or my slats and that's Strictly
Choosing to associate only with one's close group or allies.
I got the racks in my denim suede on my jeans, money man, only speak guapanese
Repetition of the first stanza.
Smokin' five blunts, ain't a lot to me
Repetition of the second stanza.
Fuck the police, ain't a cop in me, whoa
Repetition of the third stanza.
I just been doin' these drugs Like every damn day, I'm zooted, I'm geeked up for life
Repetition of the fourth stanza.
Married to the money, had a wedding Put a ring on it, fuck it, that's my wife
Repetition of the fifth stanza.
All of them lames be talkin' on the internet I got an AR, I don't like to type
Repetition of the sixth stanza.
Said I won't blow it, but then he ran up And he ain't come back, I guess he was right
Repetition of the seventh stanza.
100 rounds in the drum, brand new clip on me Bitch, I don't like to fight
Repetition of the eighth stanza.
Pouring up wockhart inside of my Sprite, make sure that I put in the ice
Repetition of the ninth stanza.
Kickin' it with the aliens Sippin' on goop and ridin' in spaceships
Enjoying the company of unconventional individuals, consuming a substance, and riding in extravagant vehicles.
Don't believe a ho, do not trust a bitch, they always gonna say shit
Advising not to trust women and being skeptical of their words.
Opps sendin' out the shots, but we be dodgin' them like the Matrix
Acknowledging threats from rivals but skillfully avoiding them.
When I hit the charts, off of this song I know they finna hate this
Anticipating criticism when achieving success with this song.
I know they finna hate this
Expecting negative reactions from others due to success.
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