Verse One:
Comfort Zone on trill shit
Leaned back on real shit
Rollin' round with killers
And bout me
They snap real quick
I smoke kush
I take shots
Local nigga slash big shot
Ice game like on lock
Check the bezel got
Big rocks
I'm high class
That's cloud 9
Spaceships on my mind
Comfort Zone is my team
Yea
I'm on my grind
Fast whips be soaring
Fonk shit in my ride
Wrist game so crazy
If you check the shit
It say its my time
I'm going off dese haters
Cause they ain't doin no favors
Couple places I can take you
If you wanna meet your maker
I'm Kobe Bryant but no Laker
Stevе Nash in his prime
Feelin' like I'm Eric D how I run shit with thesе two nines
I'm smoked out
I'm too bent
Y'all niggas so clueless
No hits and no fans
That's why y'all useless
If you getting money then use it
Broke niggas so thirsty
Dey ain't fucking with my clique
Cause we ridin' round in dat mercy
Chrous:
Baller blocking got dese niggas going crazy
Too fresh in my whip about 80
Yea
One of my niggas
Take your lady
Good kush
Yea the shit so amazing
Ah!
We on a journey
Yea!
And we searching for the money
Me and my niggas
Getting hungry
Ha
Ha
Where the money
Verse Two:
My team here
Your bitch too
My dogs some pit bulls
Y'all niggas some shih tzus
It's no room
My clique full
My tint dark
My whip clean
Bad walk
My bitch mean
Too blowed
I sip lean
Y'all niggas one hit feins
I'm swagged out on these niggas
Look at all of y'all faces
All I do is spend money
Damn a nigga so faded
And I ball hard and they hate it
Dat sneak dissing shit save it
I guess they start hating when dey see you finna make it
And i'm rollin round in dat deuce
Call that bitch the truth
Niggas try and stop us
I say nigga what's the use
I got grams all on my desk
Nigga cut the check
And all I want is money
If you ain't giving respect
(It's like)
I'm on
My team too
Maybach
I need two
Hater blockers on see through
Real nigga
Y'all need proof
Drop beats
I murk shit
Y'all niggas ain't worth shit
Most a y'all won't hurt shit
Comfort Zone
We work hits
Ah!
Chrous:
Baller blocking got dese niggas going crazy
Too fresh in my whip about 80
Yea
One of my niggas
Take your lady
Good kush
Yea the shit so amazing
Ah!
We on a journey
Yea!
And we searching for the money
Me and my niggas
Getting hungry
Ha
Ha
Where the money
Comfort Zone on trill shit
Leaned back on real shit
Rollin' round with killers
And bout me
They snap real quick
I smoke kush
I take shots
Local nigga slash big shot
Ice game like on lock
Check the bezel got
Big rocks
I'm high class
That's cloud 9
Spaceships on my mind
Comfort Zone is my team
Yea
I'm on my grind
Fast whips be soaring
Fonk shit in my ride
Wrist game so crazy
If you check the shit
It say its my time
I'm going off dese haters
Cause they ain't doin no favors
Couple places I can take you
If you wanna meet your maker
I'm Kobe Bryant but no Laker
Stevе Nash in his prime
Feelin' like I'm Eric D how I run shit with thesе two nines
I'm smoked out
I'm too bent
Y'all niggas so clueless
No hits and no fans
That's why y'all useless
If you getting money then use it
Broke niggas so thirsty
Dey ain't fucking with my clique
Cause we ridin' round in dat mercy
Chrous:
Baller blocking got dese niggas going crazy
Too fresh in my whip about 80
Yea
One of my niggas
Take your lady
Good kush
Yea the shit so amazing
Ah!
We on a journey
Yea!
And we searching for the money
Me and my niggas
Getting hungry
Ha
Ha
Where the money
Verse Two:
My team here
Your bitch too
My dogs some pit bulls
Y'all niggas some shih tzus
It's no room
My clique full
My tint dark
My whip clean
Bad walk
My bitch mean
Too blowed
I sip lean
Y'all niggas one hit feins
I'm swagged out on these niggas
Look at all of y'all faces
All I do is spend money
Damn a nigga so faded
And I ball hard and they hate it
Dat sneak dissing shit save it
I guess they start hating when dey see you finna make it
And i'm rollin round in dat deuce
Call that bitch the truth
Niggas try and stop us
I say nigga what's the use
I got grams all on my desk
Nigga cut the check
And all I want is money
If you ain't giving respect
(It's like)
I'm on
My team too
Maybach
I need two
Hater blockers on see through
Real nigga
Y'all need proof
Drop beats
I murk shit
Y'all niggas ain't worth shit
Most a y'all won't hurt shit
Comfort Zone
We work hits
Ah!
Chrous:
Baller blocking got dese niggas going crazy
Too fresh in my whip about 80
Yea
One of my niggas
Take your lady
Good kush
Yea the shit so amazing
Ah!
We on a journey
Yea!
And we searching for the money
Me and my niggas
Getting hungry
Ha
Ha
Where the money
( J.R. )
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