Attack Lyrics

Throw back the gat and I

Zae

Spring and attack and I

Yeah

Throwback the gat and I spring and attack

Thirty in my clip and I shoot that shit back

Open brown box and I been in my bag

Lately these niggas ain't moving no cash

Been smoking that gas but these heffers been sad

Connect to wifi you connect to lag

Diamonds on chains and they shine in the glass

Mixing that orange juice and it's mix in the flask

Talking my shit and I don't take shit back

Cartier frames they going to see past your ass

Carats in my ear rings we singing and dancing

I'm in your bitch crib and we having a blast

Insanity written it's the plan of the plan

Insanity written it's the plan of the can

Insanity written it's the plan of the man

The plan of the land

We open the cans we open your man's

Yea we taking a chance

Got a lot of blue bills they bricks in my pants They stuck in advance

I'm confusing white sam cause I'm buying this land

Got a lot of this and some

And your bitch say I'm handsome

Yeah

Throwback the gat and I spring and attack

Thirty in my clip and I shoot that shit back

Open brown box and I been in my bag

Lately these niggas ain't moving no cash

Been smoking that gas but these heffers been sad

Connect to wifi you connect to lag

Diamonds on my chains and they shine in the glass

Mixing that orange juice and it's mix in the flask

Mixing that orange juice and it's mix in the flask

Talking that shit and we gone up on your ass

It's Zae CPE we don't play bout that man

You leaving that club and we enter and expand

Why do they think they can talk about the panel

Don't think they know they can't enter this phantom

Money in my lap and it's honey with santa

Santa

Aye

This is the flip of the play miscarriage going to make niggas lay

We inch up the swisher relay

We eating at Chick-fil-A

Your bitch she gone choke on this plate

I ain't gangster but my niggas gone race

Ski mask on can't no witness engage

Fucking mama's cause I'm up in that age

She be nasty she open my lays

I be popping that cherry like crazy

In my iPhone I can't let that hoe phase me

If it's reaching the media it's shady

In my songs I ain't censoring no shaky

You talk to me yeah you reckoning maybe

Throwback the gat and I spring and attack

Thirty in my clip and I shoot that shit back

Open brown box and I been in my bag

Lately these niggas ain't moving no cash

Been smoking that gas but these heffers been sad

Connect to wifi you connect to lag

Diamonds on my chains and they shine in the glass

Mixing that orange juice and it's mix in the flask

Talking my shit and I don't take shit back

Cartier frames they gone see past your ass

Carats in my ear rings we singing and dancing

In your bitch crib and we having a blast

I'm in your bitch crib and having her

In your bitch crib and we taking her

In you bitch crib and we taking her home