Zebra - DJ Scheme, Jackboy, Danny Towers

That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh

She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper

She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer

She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra

Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling

Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings

Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings

Only got some feelings when I really need it

That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh

She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper

She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer

She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra

Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling

Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings

Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings

Only got some feelings when I really need it

She my little roller, said she fucked Gunna

She said, «I could shut you up,"I said, «Bitch, I don’t want it»

I said, «Shut the fuck up, come talk to me 'bout some money»

I be with some Zoes but you know my niggas bleeding

She gon' get me leaning, out here with no beaming

Fell in love with a chopper, keep that sucker in between us

Fuck a booby-trap, I’m throwing racks up like Serena

He said he want smoke, we gon' press him like panini

We gon' spin around, we don’t play, put drums on the AK

Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it’s too late

We gon' spin around, we don’t play, put drums on the AK

Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it’s too late

That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh

She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper

She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer

She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra

Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling

Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings

Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings

Only got some feelings when I really need it

She all in her feelings, soon as I nut, I’m dippin'

Got a lil' bitch wishing, and hoping I don’t go missing

She hope the show don’t get lapped

Put her on the like the rack

Cuban ice make her sweat

I don’t wanna fuck one nat, I just wanna go stack checks

She just wanna do it from the jets, we were riding 'round with TECs

So, all in white, just flex, serve another plate for the fam'

We’ll beef over a cigarette

She a freak, all I want head

Could’ve wished your bitch in my bed

One beer did no TEC, one beer did no TEC

That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh

She be fucking on my clique, but you think she a keeper

She be fucking on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer

She calling me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra

Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceiling

Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelings

Ex bitch in her feelings, but I got no feelings

Only got some feelings when I really need it