Zack N Cody - DaBoii, Lil Bean

Mac on the track so you know that it’s slapping

Twin Glocks Zach and Cody

Bitch you know my song but you don’t know me

Twenty and it’s on me

Talking to, pull up shooter gang like it’s

Left his blood on my hand, that’s a knuckle sandwich

I put a Perc in my cup, I’m like fuck a Xanax

I got scars that can’t heal, I’m like fuck a bandage

If I get down I’m snaking niggas, I’m so fucking scandalous

Strictly Only Brothers like I’m tryna knock my cousin off

Get you smacked for shit you didn’t do, bitch that’s your brother fault

Never heard me complain about no L, nigga I brush 'em off

I’m tryna hit a opper off the road but this ain’t bumper cars

I smoke Cookie, I smoke Runtz, and chief on Ozzy by the pound

Don’t do no smazz, don’t pop no molly or sniff none, that’s not my style

Don’t want no leg shot, no chest shot or his arm, I want his scalp

Don’t fuck with no snakes, nigga no pigs, nigga no rats and no mouse

I got her busting back to back when I dick her down

And I already had you bitch I want your sister now

Twin Glockianas niggas running when I whip 'em out

Get to busting with 'em both, flip his whip around

Bitch

Twin Glocks Zach and Cody

Yeah, bitch you know my song you don’t know me

Off the bench and still put up dub like Ginobili

Bitch I’m still that nigga, I’m gon' be balling when I’m forty nigga

All this ice on me please, I don’t gotta freeze

Sound like money when I talk, I speak guapanese

Lord already showed me that I’m blessed, I don’t gotta sneeze

No I ain’t a killer but don’t push, then I gotta squeeze

Lil' nigga, I’m big homey

Yeah, baby like to ride it with her pony

I just paid a band for these kicks and it’s on me

Niggas talking 'til we pull up, shooter gang like it’s Kony nigga

And instead I damn near crashed, tryna do the dash

Told that bitch I need it all, she still give you half

Nigga 'Gram flexing with his load, let’s go get his stash

For me to sign it gotta be some shit that I ain’t never had

Young nigga, real boss, don’t care what it’s costing

Me and my bitch just left Saks, they see us there often

I done turned in this tape, they left 'em with caution

I call Zay he don’t talk, he just like the auction

Everything on me cost, this ain’t cheap attire

Brodie shirt might be wrinkled but he keep his iron

G23, call him dragon he keep breathing fire

If they ain’t heard no Lil' Bean, turn they speakers higher

Twin Glocks Zach and Cody

Yeah, bitch you know my song you don’t know me

Off the bench and still put up dub like Ginobili

Bitch I’m still that nigga, I’m gon' be balling when I’m forty nigga

All this ice on me please, I don’t gotta freeze

Sound like money when I talk, I speak guapanese

Lord already showed me that I’m blessed, I don’t gotta sneeze

No I ain’t a killer but don’t push, then I gotta squeeze