ufo - sarggoat lyrics
part i
[intro: zerø]
ay, i think i’m out for blood again yo, haha
yo, what the f*ck
[verse 1: zerø]
ay, i’m out for blood like the beginning
diamond on my neck, it’s shining bright, you know we winning
b*tch it’s zerø in the cut, i haven’t made sh*t in a minute
nah i’m capping n*gga, put me on a beat and ima k!ll it
more rap flow coming
listen to my music every day, that’s how we bumming
i pull out glock, and then i see that n*gga running
and he stumbling no dumb sh*t
n*gga i’m a dragon, the way i carry my dungeon
b*tch i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
i see me a opp, you know my finger on the trigger
she want me for the money, you can tell she is a digger
she play with my d*ck, like if it was an action figure
i spit and rhyme every day, i take timе doing my sh*t
i stay with strap around you n*ggas, better watch it
can’t do sh*t with you n*ggas man, y’all n*ggas bettеr stop it
i hit an ali, like my name was muhammad, b*tch
don’t f*ck around or you finna get jump that’s on the gang
unør!g!nul b*tch, you can get shot in your brain
your relative died because of me, what a shame
tryna be in my song, well n*gga you a f*cking lame
you play with wrong n*ggas, like if we was a game
she said my d*ck long n*gga, break her back like i’m bane
b*tch i’m bigger than you know it n*gga, i’m rocking my chain
that’s ice on my neck, freeze cold, never rain
we petty every day, thats a must
sarggoat in the cut, the only n*gga that i trust
you a little b*tch, you tinier than some dust
n*gga b*tch don’t test me the choppa finna bust through your body
just like a game send him to the f*ckin’ lobby
rap is my sh*t, you know that rap sh*t is a hobby
off of a perk, n*gga i’m off a molly
zerø n*gga out b*tch, cause sarggoat is callin’
[bridge: zerø & sarggoat]
you got that? you got that?
sh*t, my chain in the way and sh*t
sarggoat this all you my boy, yeah
ha, my turn, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: sarggoat]
we petty, ironic, and difficult, looking like criminal’s
except we don’t just do the robbery, we do additional sh*t
and it’s subliminal, p*ssy boy he small like a chemical
and i keep it a minimal with you people
cause’ ya’ll nosey, and get in like it’s traditional
wanna start beef? so you gone, it’s oppositional now
but i’ma finish you so i can get rid of you
and i’m flockin’ back if ya’ll ever messing with unør!g!nul, b*tch
yeah, i’m smoking on it
b*tch sit on my lap, ten minutes later, now she stroking on it
my brodie locked in, he got some sh*t, but ya’ll don’t know about it
talk about a collab tape, but we don’t talk about it
better get the h*ll out my face with all that bullsh*t
b*tch said i’m a bozo, but she laughing at my joke’s, sh*t
i might go r*t*rded for a b*tch that wanna talk sh*t
get my name out your mouth, go ahead let it off b*tch
shh, we gotta be quiet on the set, cause’ you don’t know how my i spent
on every ice around my neck, i’m not gon’ talk about the rest, but you get it
keep spitting my fact, i’m counting digits
i’m making millions, sh*t i’m making billions
be careful if the ice reach my head, don’t want a brain freeze
possessed red panda on the mic, you can not tame me
x!olette gotta drop, but you know that he being lazy
if i do a feature with him, then i might go crazy
uh, and i be doing this on the daily
grab a mic, and then i spit my sh*t, enough to take your lady
we get money b*tch we not tryna’ mess around with them pills
but sh*t, i’ll still take one, she shake some for the real, huh
this b*tch she gave me head in the back of the car, b*tch
i started off bad, but sh*t i’ll still get the farthest
i’ma just keep reaching, cause’ my sh*t going r*t*rded
making beats, and spittin’ on them, b*tch call me an artist
yeah, let me get that
part ii
[intro: sarggoat & zerø]
ha, yo zerø, we boutta’ go crazy in the b*tch, ya heard
we gotta show them n*ggas yo, haha, uh huh, yeah
[verse: sarggoat & zerø]
b*tch i smoke, ha, i riding in a rover
blow her body in the backseat, cause’ you know that she wanna
she belong right to the street, she talking sh*t, i run her over
man this beat is super crazy, hittin’ harder than a bolder
i hit that b*tch from the back to her shoulders
messing with me n*gga, your life is over
im getting green n*gga, just like a clover
lil n*gga, i ride in a cycle, no motor
sh*t can get spooky n*gga, like october
painting my face n*gga, look like the joker
i bend a b*tch over, just like a folder
mj, black & white, looking like fashion nova, n*gga
sh*t, i got nothing else to say
but, you know i ride with a k’
i’ma just use it whenever i see me a opp
i’ma pop him, like right at his face
like, pop him like right at his face
i’m finna’ let that n*gga have a taste
i’m finna’ have that n*gga running so fast
he gon’ feel like he up inside a race
i got twin choppas, they looking identical
limited range, i can shoot me a chemical
not saying names, i don’t wanna be federal
beam on your face, it looking like a decimal
sit on my jack, cause you know that it’s lit
got a hunnid watches that just sit on my wrist
i’m sipping my faygo, and they getting blitz
sarggoat & zerø, you know we don’t miss
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