ZAZA

[Intro]
Bag!
ZAZA!
Uh, yeah, yeah
Runaway Nova
Yeah, yeah, ahhh
(Yeah, yeah, uhhh)
(Say)

[Chorus]
The tools to get out the trap (yeah), I got 'em on me
Huh, huh, huh
Fuck social media, don't need it, the love, I got it on me
Huh, huh, uh (Say)

[Part 1]
Whole lotta, whole lotta new problems got me now praying on knees
When I showed emotions that hurt (yeah), they claim that I'm weak (huh)
My loyalty founded their ground while mine been loose on my feet (huh)
At least I remembered my worth, I'm standing now tall on my feet (huh)
Now it's just grind and grind, good sex and enjoying the life
A good wifey with I gone wine and dine, 'cause I am running out of time (yeah, huh)
Momma told me that times devine, don't fuck up and get shit out of line un-til
Whole lotta, whole lotta guala on me
Fuck all their bitches, they can't keep up with me
Digging and dive in to find shit about me
Persil by the way I be staying so clean
On me
Global they jacking the vibe, jacking my style, terrified

[Chorus]
The tools to get out the trap (yeah), I got 'em on me
Huh, huh, huh
Fuck social media, don't need it, the love, I got it on me
Huh, huh, uh (Say)

[Part 2]
The shit I'm kicking is like zaza
Straight gas I'm serving my brothers
Been flashy, I need me some Prada
Addicted to cash, need alotta
Shopping sprees through the week (week, week, week)
Private flight overseas
On God on God, this shit won't just stay a dream
I'm no running back, won't let shit pass through, I put shit to an end
Filthy Rich be the gang, better watch your mouth, we be making rounds
I got me 99 problems but I make sure a bitch ain't one
No time for stressing about shit, the grind only had begun

[Chorus]
The tools to get out the trap (yeah), I got 'em on me
Huh, huh, huh
Fuck social media, don't need it, the love, I got it on me
Huh, huh, uh (Say)

[Outro]
Bag!
Runaway Nova