Theowulf - Zone Lyrics

Angel of of my left shoulder write my sins down in gold ink (Yessir!)
Let the devil drive when my niggas slide I’m tired dawg but don’t sleep (Naw!)
When it’s wartime I don’t eat, my body live for that loud
It’s somethin' off with this crowd, sense a fraud nigga, get down!
He gon' pop it off but he bitch made think he renegade but he soft (He soft!)
What he know bout going toe to toe with the jinn all on his own (Nothin)
Niggas know what I’m on, real niggas gon tell it
False flaggin red army niggas try to move like Bolsheviks
When they know it’s off limits, I move like a chemist
Turn a white tooth to a gold fang in the same vein as my ignance (Midas!)
Kill the pussy I’m vicious, plant a seed it’s gon grow
I ain’t neva been one 'nem poppin niggas but ask around I got hoes
And I’m 10 toes on what I stand on, drinkin water artesian (Bougie)
Niggas pussy with no sense of self I control the mind Cartesian
Twistin barrel fulls of that reefer, keep it frank like where my cousin stay
Got a brownskin on my roster dawg for the summertime like Billie Holiday
Passin time I’m trippin rollat blunt and pass them swishers
Ride out with all my niggas, ride out with all my hittas
Ride round without dat Glock, I’m drunk as hell in the spot
We don’t slow down but I’m zoned out baby girl you know I can’t stop
Angel off to my right shoulder jottin good words, good fo' me
Yeah I’m fuckin up and I’m fucked up I do anything for my homies
Pay my big brother car note, if I got it, yeah, he got it to
Told niggas off in them baby scares imma do what I gotta do
Cuz my side bitch ain’t my main bitch & my main bitch ain’t the side (She not)
Double down when I slide (slide) , both them hoes gon ride (ride)
Yeah I’m pimp strong, ten toes, bitches know what I’m hittin fo
If she fuck with me then she happy nigga, she fuck with you then she miserable
Let the bitch go 'cause she talk a lot, I ain’t really here fo it
Laced up in these blue chucks, do my dance and hold my nuts
Po' mo' liquid in my cup, stuff them three grams in my blunt
So I sip my shit in peace, I might pass into my sleep (Whoo!)
Passin time I’m trippin rollat blunt and pass them swishers
Ride out with all my niggas, ride out with all my hittas
Ride round without dat Glock, I’m drunk as hell in the spot
We don’t slow down but I’m zoned out baby girl you know I can’t stop

Angel of of my left shoulder write my sins down in gold ink (Yessir!)
Let the devil drive when my niggas slide I’m tired dawg but don’t sleep (Naw!)
When it’s wartime I don’t eat, my body live for that loud
It’s somethin' off with this crowd, sense a fraud nigga, get down!
He gon' pop it off but he bitch made think he renegade but he soft (He soft!)
What he know bout going toe to toe with the jinn all on his own (Nothin)
Niggas know what I’m on, real niggas gon tell it
False flaggin red army niggas try to move like Bolsheviks
When they know it’s off limits, I move like a chemist
Turn a white tooth to a gold fang in the same vein as my ignance (Midas!)
Kill the pussy I’m vicious, plant a seed it’s gon grow
I ain’t neva been one 'nem poppin niggas but ask around I got hoes
And I’m 10 toes on what I stand on, drinkin water artesian (Bougie)
Niggas pussy with no sense of self I control the mind Cartesian
Twistin barrel fulls of that reefer, keep it frank like where my cousin stay
Got a brownskin on my roster dawg for the summertime like Billie Holiday
Passin time I’m trippin rollat blunt and pass them swishers
Ride out with all my niggas, ride out with all my hittas
Ride round without dat Glock, I’m drunk as hell in the spot
We don’t slow down but I’m zoned out baby girl you know I can’t stop
Angel off to my right shoulder jottin good words, good fo' me
Yeah I’m fuckin up and I’m fucked up I do anything for my homies
Pay my big brother car note, if I got it, yeah, he got it to
Told niggas off in them baby scares imma do what I gotta do
Cuz my side bitch ain’t my main bitch & my main bitch ain’t the side (She not)
Double down when I slide (slide) , both them hoes gon ride (ride)
Yeah I’m pimp strong, ten toes, bitches know what I’m hittin fo
If she fuck with me then she happy nigga, she fuck with you then she miserable
Let the bitch go 'cause she talk a lot, I ain’t really here fo it
Laced up in these blue chucks, do my dance and hold my nuts
Po' mo' liquid in my cup, stuff them three grams in my blunt
So I sip my shit in peace, I might pass into my sleep (Whoo!)
Passin time I’m trippin rollat blunt and pass them swishers
Ride out with all my niggas, ride out with all my hittas
Ride round without dat Glock, I’m drunk as hell in the spot
We don’t slow down but I’m zoned out baby girl you know I can’t stop