Z, Zeds Dead
What you know about a self-employed maniac?
The Devil took me in and now he pray to God to take me back
We at the bar fronting like we some stars
And trying to pick up on some broads but they don’t know who we are
Yo Zeds Dead looking tipsy T-Dot I know you with me
We some alcoholics, gotta rep it for my ⊂⊃ing city