​zones lyrics

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XXXTENTACION


[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Uh

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Passive aggressive, passion, mixed up with bad sh*t
So smoke this and get so high, forget where the ash at
I'm laughing at your [?] (Skrt, skrt), get my money first
And my pockets is on the day, yours is looking hurt (Oh my God, oh my God)
Over pressured, I do hurt, b*tch, leaving you n*ggas in fetal
Position, b*tch, I am leaving, weapon like my name is Dixon
Get hit with Ritalin if you feel froggy, my plug is bilingual, speak trap when I come in (Ayy)
Might eat me some shrooms in the forest, ignore us, I explore her body, she call me her tourist

[Bridge: XXXTENTACION & Ski Mask The Slump God]
My love is a Xan through zones
My love is a Xan through zones
My love is a Xan
My love is a Xan through zones
My love is a Xan through zones
My love is a Xan
My love is a Xan through zones (Awowowowo, awowowowo)
My love is a Xan through zones
My love is a Xan
My love is a Xan, my love is a Xan
My love is a Xan
Falco here, I'm fine (here, I'm fine, here)
[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
I'm fine, two blunts, f*ck your time
Ecstasy when I'm tired, little bit of ganja green when I'm high, ayy
I lied, go to hell when I die
pus*y motherf*ckers will fry, Glock and 99 lives go bye, die
Right, victims killed the same, it's an hour late
It's the tone when we suffocate, this is out-f*cking-rageous
Many will be f*cking slaughtered in front of doctors
The pavement, no one can save them, oh Father, take them

[Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Wells Fargo shorty here to f*ck up the party, ayy (Awowowowo, awowowowo)
Bandana shorty, never f*cking say I'm sorry, ayy
Sh, if I want your sh*t then I take it, but yo don't feel bad
Need more wrist game than bracelet, I'm feeling like Grace 'cause n*gga I'm amazing
I pop me a Xan and forget my location (Falco here, I'm fine, here I'm fine, here I'm fine), I f*ck me a b*tch and go get a replacement
I got that 4 for the low, so I pour up on hoes, so b*tch take a photo while I glow up
Smoking weed same color throw up, like to get high but don't smoke, blunts
She only smoke papers I f*ck with her, she roll my blunts, then we go f*ck
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