[Intro: Patrick Automatic laugh]

[Hook:]
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Lil Bitch
Boy he know he ain't with that
Boy he know he ain't 'bout that
I ain't with the chit-chat
Send my shooters where your house at
Boy you a lil packrat, wait, ooh
6ix9ine with me so it's homicide
All my shooters, yeah they down to ride
Yo diamonds fake, I ain't lying
Fuck yo lil bitch, put my dick in her spine
She whine
I feed her coke, doing line
Run to the money, you know it's mine
Wait, fuck nigga better run
Beam on that chopper, fifty right in the drum
Shoot the lil boy for fun
Diamonds, they shine like the Sun
Mane, that boy not my son
Huh, run, huh, run, Dexter

[Hook: Teka$hi69]
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar

[Verse 2: Teka$hi69 & Schlosser]
Same gang giving shit
Same back of a bitch
Riding 'round with the stick
Mac's, Tec's, and a clip
Heard he move like a bitch
Ran off with the shit
Nina with me, I'm a pimp
Finger fuck, she gon' spit
FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket
They looking for that what? They looking for the rocket

(Zillakami Verse: 1)

Spazz if you want to
Spazz if you want to
Spazz if you want to
Spazz if you want to
Aye bitch i wanna break your face
Bitch i wanna take your place
[?] shit that you cannot relate
In the mood to snatch your chain
In the mood to take your wraith
No i'm rude with the tool
Don't explain why i can't bitch!

[Hook:]
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar

[Verse 3: Patrick Automatic]
Kicking shit Johnny Cage diamonds on me Johnny dang curb stomp these bitches and no I'm not missing my diamonds are glisten she always finessing I'm leaving her breathless she leaving me headless shooting with Barretas there's blood on my sweater ripping all the letters your soft like a feather my mind is the nether I shoot with Barrettas Pussy Bitch wanna shit slit my wrist in this birch man I don't give a shit I just wanna bust a bitch shooting clips with my 5th put my dick in her tit bust on her fucking lip get in my fucking whip it get hit he did a flip you know that's fucking it his life i finish it love the six Inna whip life I wanna quit my name is patrick automatic and you know we tote auto fucking Matics like

I don't give a fuck what you gotta say
Curb stomp you right in your fucking face
I don't give a shit what you gotta say
Man I get payed every single fucking day
I just wanna know
Do you want the k
Before I let it spray!!!

[Hook:]
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
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ZETA ZERO 0.5 Lyrics

6ix9ine – ZETA ZERO 0.5 Lyrics

[Intro: Patrick Automatic laugh]

[Hook:]
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Lil Bitch
Boy he know he ain't with that
Boy he know he ain't 'bout that
I ain't with the chit-chat
Send my shooters where your house at
Boy you a lil packrat, wait, ooh
6ix9ine with me so it's homicide
All my shooters, yeah they down to ride
Yo diamonds fake, I ain't lying
Fuck yo lil bitch, put my dick in her spine
She whine
I feed her coke, doing line
Run to the money, you know it's mine
Wait, fuck nigga better run
Beam on that chopper, fifty right in the drum
Shoot the lil boy for fun
Diamonds, they shine like the Sun
Mane, that boy not my son
Huh, run, huh, run, Dexter

[Hook: Teka$hi69]
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar

[Verse 2: Teka$hi69 & Schlosser]
Same gang giving shit
Same back of a bitch
Riding 'round with the stick
Mac's, Tec's, and a clip
Heard he move like a bitch
Ran off with the shit
Nina with me, I'm a pimp
Finger fuck, she gon' spit
FBI knocking on my door, they want the rocket
They looking for that what? They looking for the rocket

(Zillakami Verse: 1)

Spazz if you want to
Spazz if you want to
Spazz if you want to
Spazz if you want to
Aye bitch i wanna break your face
Bitch i wanna take your place
[?] shit that you cannot relate
In the mood to snatch your chain
In the mood to take your wraith
No i'm rude with the tool
Don't explain why i can't bitch!

[Hook:]
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar
Fuck-nigga better run
Yeah you know we gon' up that
Yeah you know we gon' bust that
We gon' up that fucking pole
Yeah you know we gon' dump that
Yeah you know we gon' duck that
Niggas running, I need it though
Niggas running, I need it though
I ain't know he was a trackstar
I ain't know he was a trackstar

[Verse 3: Patrick Automatic]
Kicking shit Johnny Cage diamonds on me Johnny dang curb stomp these bitches and no I'm not missing my diamonds are glisten she always finessing I'm leaving her breathless she leaving me headless shooting with Barretas there's blood on my sweater ripping all the letters your soft like a feather my mind is the nether I shoot with Barrettas Pussy Bitch wanna shit slit my wrist in this birch man I don't give a shit I just wanna bust a bitch shooting clips with my 5th put my dick in her tit bust on her fucking lip get in my fucking whip it get hit he did a flip you know that's fucking it his life i finish it love the six Inna whip life I wanna quit my name is patrick automatic and you know we tote auto fucking Matics like

I don't give a fuck what you gotta say
Curb stomp you right in your fucking face
I don't give a shit what you gotta say
Man I get payed every single fucking day
I just wanna know
Do you want the k
Before I let it spray!!!

[Hook:]
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!
YUH YUH YUH WHOO!