Skizzy Mars - Zig Zag lyrics

[Intro:] (sigh) Extra faded right now, so... I wanted to use a smooth beat because like, I'm so f**ing... Blasé is what we said, blasé Yeah, so like... I don't know I got a couple bars, so I say like, um: [Verse 1] Verbal slaughter with my lines, CPR Motherf**ing g's, yeah that's what we are Three of my n***as, Maybachs, all three cars n***as cause obsolete, VCR New age, you diss like Blu-Ray But I stay with them bars like Tunechi Did I do that? Urkel With my entourage we ain't talkin' 'bout turtle You can't decipher what I say and my [?] Raps K-12, man, and I'm tryna be a lifer Period... Cause I do this every month, b**h Victorious so we walkin' through with trumpets I try to tell you Urkel n***as, "Family Matters" Young lady, my name is Skizzles, taste the rapper I'm not an actor, reality TV I'm probably with a couple s**y broads when you see me Ice creams on my feet, no sprinkles Tell me why your girl laughs every time I tickle I told my n***a Suave it's too easy "Suave, it's too easy" [?] super smooth up in West Side Everything's on display like it's Best Buy I'm a quick man, girl, I switch hands Maybach seats same color as quick sand So lets dive in, and get to hidin' Under covers, tinted windows like we undercover Do this Day 'N' Nite like Kid Cudder Lethal, Danny Glover Karate Kid with the flow cause I kick a** I bet your car don't drive this fast Yeah, Alfred Hammel on my wrist, b**h, I'm rich Missed school today, cause, b**h, I'm sick Clear the runway, baby I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby So clear the runway, baby I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby Yeah, so clear the runway, baby I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby Yeah, so clear the runway, baby I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby Yeah, so clear the runway, baby I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby Yeah, so clear the runway, baby I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby [Outro:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm high as a motherf**er Yeah, hehe