Santos Santana - Z-Z-Z lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung-Shinobih] 3AM, spittin' game, a homie tryna hit We both know what time it is b**h, time to get lit Pull up in that 7,(Skrr) real intimate Foggy windows, bouncy whip. Yung-Shinobih, hit 'n' quit Heavy breathing, body grinding, no one finna stop me If someone finna pull up, they finna cop a homi' Bih makes a hapa feel real for a min' Harmoonie texting, "Homie It's about to be lit" Bih has me feelin' like the 7 deadly sins. (Forreal) One week later, couldn't be faker. (Damn) Sleepless nights, endless fights Money don't change her. (Haha) Well, all good things come to end. (TRUU!) Bih deada** said, "let's be friends". (Forreal) Y'all know how I am. Finna hit that N. (TRUU!) Thottie might be real fine I be reading these signs Phone calling, real time Thottie calling, decline [Verse 2: Yung-Shinobih] Yo this my boy,(who?) my boy name Shayan. (OK!) We crusing on that weed, hold onto that LSD. (Lit!) Yo! Shayan where the hoes my man. (Where they at though?) Where the hoes my man. (Forreal) If you mess with me, Farzoodie finna Glock you If I catch you playin' games, Ima finna block you. (TRUU!) Y'all actin' like we was f**in' cool (Haha), so much hate. should of went to motha' f**in' law school [Hook: Yung Shinobi] Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow [Verse 3: Yung-Shinobih] Baby, theres no rush Light that stogie up I finna find that kush Baby, fill my cup I swear, I finna nut Let me see wa**up I'm back, no strings attached Too late, I copped a feel, don't know whats real Finna bash a head in Don't know where I'm headin' Speedin' bullet 2 heaven f** this kid named Kevin [Hook: Yung-Shinobih] Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow, take it real slow Baby take it slow (Fin)