Long Ass Time
ZGTO Lyrics


Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser, Bruiser

I done been fucked up for a long ass time
I been getting high for a long ass time
I was so hungry for a long ass time
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
I was on my knuckles for a long ass time
I was on the ground for a long ass time
I was whippin' my wrists
Pull the left into the right
For a long ass time, for a long ass time

Some niggas do dope, I just smoke mine
Some niggas shoot up, I shoot up to the sky
I been so alone for a long ass time
That's why I get so high, I get what's mine
Done did a Kobe on the bitch
Spent 24 on this bitch
Worth a 24 on this bitch
Came back with 44 on this bitch
'Bout to bend a corner in here
She all four up in here
She off a Quaalude in here
She all quadruplets and shit
Whipped the double on the hoe
Whipped 40k on the bitch (Racks)
Whipped my wrists out to miss (Piss)
Pour out with a fist (Rinse)
Black power on a hoe (Live it)
Makes the high tower on the hoe
Loose roof on the bitch
Gon' loop on the bitch
Rollin' with my negroes, for a long ass time
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
Mind your own business, bitch
I'm climbin' up mine
For a long ass time, for a long ass time

I done been fucked up for long ass time
I been getting high for a long ass time
I was so hungry for a long ass time
For a long ass time, for a long ass time
I was on my knuckles for a long ass time
I was on the ground for a long ass time
I was whippin my wrists
Pull the left into the right
For a long ass time, for a long ass time

Embedded in the trap see men with the breaks
Engraved in the trap
My name all over this shit (Loop)
Gettin' icy in the trap
Spit the cryostasis in this bitch (Froze)
Gas station in the trap
We smokin' flavors in this bitch (Fire)
Bear trap on the snap
And these reggies don't even pass
Gettin' high like I pass
She done ran out with the ass
She done ran out with ya stash
She done ran on with ya pack
She done bring me that

Long live like your gramps
Used to maintain on stamps (How?)
Now I'm shippin' out those stamps (Ow)
Do a casket on the bitch
Doin' masses on the bitch 187 on the hoe
Burn rubber, no traffic


Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.



Written by: Walter Moszel Williams, Zachary Shigeto Saginaw

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