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Ape Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Zayy Marcel
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Akil Stevens, Iziah Brown




Zayy Marcel - Ape Shit Lyrics
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(Whoop) Man shit give me a buzz or sumn' (yeah)
I go crazy spending cash 'cause I never had that
Man that hardbody nigga who ain't duck got headtapped
Come outside, we at lo's where y'all lay y'all heads at
She can keep her legs closed, shawty where yo head at? (yeah)
Designer junkie, I had spent someone tuition to get dressed (ahh)
They put switches on them guns so they can shoot in full effect (f*ck)
She put dick all in her throat so when she suck, she hold her breath (come here)
Beat it down, when she ask why I ain't cum, blame the Percocet
Got a hot pocket, she tried to grab my dick but felt the heat (yeah)
Codes, abide by it, niggas gon' get torched for tryna reach (uh huh)
F*ck that drive-byin', hop up out that car and get on feet
Call me once, I'm on my way, 'cause I'm still tied in with the streets (huh?)
I was built up by default, that's hall of fame for all my badges (whoop, whoop)
Got some thousands made in gifties, I would stuff that in my mattress (yeah)
She don't know how that shit feel to want some shit then go and grab it (whoop)
Soon as they opened that cell, got out of jail and made it happen
Out in Florida made it rain some cash, this trick Orlando Magic
If he blick at us, them shorties blickin' back, he'll go home packaged (yeah)
When it come down to this beef shit, we the sliders like we Saavy (uh huh)
Mane this outlaw got no downfall, that's some shit you best imagine
Break her walls down like Jericho (Jericho)
Walked in Neiman Marcus, peeped Dior, I need a pair of those (yop)
Walking 'round, they fully loaded, she hate guns, she said she scared of those (ha)
She said she scared of those (fa, fa, fa, fa)
But if Dada gon' pick up this choppa (yeah)
Something bound to shake, maraca (yeah)
Boomin' like it's Shaka Laka (yeah)
All or nada, that's my motto
I come from the bottom, so much problems, grind my only option
Now I sip Moscato by the bottle, that's the shit we proud of (come here)
I'm out west, Nevada, I'd invite her just to get inside her (shit)
Whip this anaconda for her line up, I'ma beast in primal (huh?)
Known to stand on business, I'm no different, I come from the grotto
If it's smoke with mines, I'm right inside it, like we in a sauna
Made it like I'm Mike Will, let's hit the mall, do damage (whoop, whoop)
Yeah, see me, I came from nothing, so 'bout time we up the standard
Took a flight and by the time I land, that little shit got handled
She wanna f*ck to pay her bills, spent yo Consumers on these sandals (Gucci)
Filet Mignon 'cause I can do it now (okay)
Any bitch that dubbed me lookin' stupid now (yeah)
If I ain't f*cked her then I bet the gang done took her down (took her down)
Red flag, that's the reason me and them be boolin' now (whoop)
I know bro, I know him well, know he won't go without his pistol (naw)
Baby K, it's on the way, you better duck, we shootin' missiles
Done with make it rain on bitches, if you cute, might spare a drizzle
I been bussin' four seasons, gave me knowledge like Ms. Frizzle (gang, damn)
Told y'all niggas I'm the truth
Chosen
(Man, this that 5 Star P shit right here)
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(Whoop) Man shit give me a buzz or sumn' (yeah)
I go crazy spending cash 'cause I never had that
Man that hardbody nigga who ain't duck got headtapped
Come outside, we at lo's where y'all lay y'all heads at
She can keep her legs closed, shawty where yo head at? (yeah)
Designer junkie, I had spent someone tuition to get dressed (ahh)
They put switches on them guns so they can shoot in full effect (f*ck)
She put dick all in her throat so when she suck, she hold her breath (come here)
Beat it down, when she ask why I ain't cum, blame the Percocet
Got a hot pocket, she tried to grab my dick but felt the heat (yeah)
Codes, abide by it, niggas gon' get torched for tryna reach (uh huh)
F*ck that drive-byin', hop up out that car and get on feet
Call me once, I'm on my way, 'cause I'm still tied in with the streets (huh?)
I was built up by default, that's hall of fame for all my badges (whoop, whoop)
Got some thousands made in gifties, I would stuff that in my mattress (yeah)
She don't know how that shit feel to want some shit then go and grab it (whoop)
Soon as they opened that cell, got out of jail and made it happen
Out in Florida made it rain some cash, this trick Orlando Magic
If he blick at us, them shorties blickin' back, he'll go home packaged (yeah)
When it come down to this beef shit, we the sliders like we Saavy (uh huh)
Mane this outlaw got no downfall, that's some shit you best imagine
Break her walls down like Jericho (Jericho)
Walked in Neiman Marcus, peeped Dior, I need a pair of those (yop)
Walking 'round, they fully loaded, she hate guns, she said she scared of those (ha)
She said she scared of those (fa, fa, fa, fa)
But if Dada gon' pick up this choppa (yeah)
Something bound to shake, maraca (yeah)
Boomin' like it's Shaka Laka (yeah)
All or nada, that's my motto
I come from the bottom, so much problems, grind my only option
Now I sip Moscato by the bottle, that's the shit we proud of (come here)
I'm out west, Nevada, I'd invite her just to get inside her (shit)
Whip this anaconda for her line up, I'ma beast in primal (huh?)
Known to stand on business, I'm no different, I come from the grotto
If it's smoke with mines, I'm right inside it, like we in a sauna
Made it like I'm Mike Will, let's hit the mall, do damage (whoop, whoop)
Yeah, see me, I came from nothing, so 'bout time we up the standard
Took a flight and by the time I land, that little shit got handled
She wanna f*ck to pay her bills, spent yo Consumers on these sandals (Gucci)
Filet Mignon 'cause I can do it now (okay)
Any bitch that dubbed me lookin' stupid now (yeah)
If I ain't f*cked her then I bet the gang done took her down (took her down)
Red flag, that's the reason me and them be boolin' now (whoop)
I know bro, I know him well, know he won't go without his pistol (naw)
Baby K, it's on the way, you better duck, we shootin' missiles
Done with make it rain on bitches, if you cute, might spare a drizzle
I been bussin' four seasons, gave me knowledge like Ms. Frizzle (gang, damn)
Told y'all niggas I'm the truth
Chosen
(Man, this that 5 Star P shit right here)
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Writer: Akil Stevens, Iziah Brown
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