Legend Beatz - Zagmaster lyrics

I'm focused on my grip Feed the cat the nip Got another kind of gripper if a buster try to trip White out packet ripped Kinda bout the zip It's the man from the ross plan I'm about to flip And I'm sliding with A-hole bible love that sh** With mystic pages with prophecys soaked inside of it Claiming that down is something I don't like one bit If you bout you bout it if not you bout it like a b**h You wanna life like this My stables tight and thick And all I really had to do is click and like her pic But I don't like that trick No I don't like that ho She gets Willi Ninja'd out the door and then I strike a pose The divine mother of the house of drip Coming thru And with the nine I vogue I'm cold enough to send a shiver thru your spine and toes Forever I'm alone I will die alone On the other line of phone all you hear is dial tone Let me rot on a mountain comprised of ice and snow Coming out the hardest with my verse inscribed in stone Behind the castle doors locked tight inside my home Smothered in barow as I sleep with eyes wide closed You will never understand but you would like to know How to realign your soul and have a heart like icicle Chopping Bucking Zaggin' out the coffin All about a dollar over you stupid funky hoes so often