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Zlaurent - Dead Universe (feat. Kiddonel & Jetskiii) Lyrics



Zlaurent - Dead Universe (feat. Kiddonel & Jetskiii) Lyrics




B**** don't dab me up cause we ain't bro's
Nah we ain't bro's
I get packs I flip them
Need designer on my toes
These exclusive fabrics
You ain't dressing in my clothes
Call me blood not In my set and that's just how it goes

Ok like who knows?
I tell her play her cards right lil baby
Like it's Uno
Blap Blap Blap
She says that I am crazy
With my dogs
Like my names Cujo
Smokin' swisher sweet
That s*** so sweet
Just like some glucose
She only tryna' f*** cause I just copped some f****** new clothes
Moncler on my sweater I just pulled up with like two h**s
The bass be f***** bumpin' s*** be bussin' like a sumo

No sumo
Infamous like a duo
I need the Bentley over the Range
4 G otto's on the whip
Skrt Skrt
Trigger finger itch better watch the pole just how I grip
B*****s leave me stressed no swisher sweet
Game to my lip
Nut up on her face her hair be tangled with my kids
Hol' up
I got my first check and turned my b**** into a savage
Wanna know me I don't know you n**** so stop asking
Make it clap
Buss it back
You a mice
You a rat
On god
I talk what I'm about so when
I'm spittin' it's just facts
Yea I do this for my city
Put A town up on the map

Yea
Jetskiii
Yea
Uh
Yea Uh I can't f*** with b*****s I be off the drugs
Uh
I can't f*** with b*****s I am not in love
Pass her to the fishes she tryna' f*** for none
She tryna' f*** but I told her no
It's Jetskiii
I got bands I got diamonds
I be shinin' shinin'
F*** a b**** f*** a thot
I need money I need homage
I can't f*** with these n****s
No I can't
And they broke
Ya'll n****s some jokes

Ya'll n****s some jokes
I f****d a milf I think she thirty
Thirty two up on my waist
Gave me face
I'm in first class
Flew from outta' state
She be skippin' round' these n****s
Hit my DM from LA
Try the gang we totin' K's
Quick to pop em' make em' lay
You ain't bout' it you ain't bang

Aye make that n**** sang'
F*** that b**** yea she a s***
She tryna' grab up on my chain
She said a n**** is so loose
But
All I see is change
N****s sippin' on some goose while I pull up in a Range
Aye
Sippin' on goose
I am so tipsy
Aye
Who really wit' me?
Ronda Rousey how I spend a buck like fifty

Ok like who knows?
I tell her play her cards right lil baby
Like it's Uno
Blap Blap Blap
She says that I am crazy
With my dogs
Like my names Cujo
Smokin' swisher sweet
That s*** so sweet
Just like some glucose
She only tryna' f*** cause I just copped some f****** new clothes
Moncler on my sweater I just pulled up with like two h**s
The bass be f***** bumpin' s*** be bussin' like a sumo
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B**** don't dab me up cause we ain't bro's
Nah we ain't bro's
I get packs I flip them
Need designer on my toes
These exclusive fabrics
You ain't dressing in my clothes
Call me blood not In my set and that's just how it goes

Ok like who knows?
I tell her play her cards right lil baby
Like it's Uno
Blap Blap Blap
She says that I am crazy
With my dogs
Like my names Cujo
Smokin' swisher sweet
That s*** so sweet
Just like some glucose
She only tryna' f*** cause I just copped some f****** new clothes
Moncler on my sweater I just pulled up with like two h**s
The bass be f***** bumpin' s*** be bussin' like a sumo

No sumo
Infamous like a duo
I need the Bentley over the Range
4 G otto's on the whip
Skrt Skrt
Trigger finger itch better watch the pole just how I grip
B*****s leave me stressed no swisher sweet
Game to my lip
Nut up on her face her hair be tangled with my kids
Hol' up
I got my first check and turned my b**** into a savage
Wanna know me I don't know you n**** so stop asking
Make it clap
Buss it back
You a mice
You a rat
On god
I talk what I'm about so when
I'm spittin' it's just facts
Yea I do this for my city
Put A town up on the map

Yea
Jetskiii
Yea
Uh
Yea Uh I can't f*** with b*****s I be off the drugs
Uh
I can't f*** with b*****s I am not in love
Pass her to the fishes she tryna' f*** for none
She tryna' f*** but I told her no
It's Jetskiii
I got bands I got diamonds
I be shinin' shinin'
F*** a b**** f*** a thot
I need money I need homage
I can't f*** with these n****s
No I can't
And they broke
Ya'll n****s some jokes

Ya'll n****s some jokes
I f****d a milf I think she thirty
Thirty two up on my waist
Gave me face
I'm in first class
Flew from outta' state
She be skippin' round' these n****s
Hit my DM from LA
Try the gang we totin' K's
Quick to pop em' make em' lay
You ain't bout' it you ain't bang

Aye make that n**** sang'
F*** that b**** yea she a s***
She tryna' grab up on my chain
She said a n**** is so loose
But
All I see is change
N****s sippin' on some goose while I pull up in a Range
Aye
Sippin' on goose
I am so tipsy
Aye
Who really wit' me?
Ronda Rousey how I spend a buck like fifty

Ok like who knows?
I tell her play her cards right lil baby
Like it's Uno
Blap Blap Blap
She says that I am crazy
With my dogs
Like my names Cujo
Smokin' swisher sweet
That s*** so sweet
Just like some glucose
She only tryna' f*** cause I just copped some f****** new clothes
Moncler on my sweater I just pulled up with like two h**s
The bass be f***** bumpin' s*** be bussin' like a sumo
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Writer: Zack Klidonas
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