THF ZOO, Cokilla & Only The Family

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THF ZOO, Cokilla & Only The Family

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"Posted At." - THF ZOO, Cokilla & Only The Family

Friday, 23 October 2026, 12:13 pm

Album: Nightmares In the Trenches

Track No: 03

Broski
CoKilla
I got my **** Zoowop in this bitch with me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Don't let us get the drop where you be posted at
You know that
Lil' bro 4'9", but he tote somethin' with a shoulder strap
On gang
There go Breezo right out the car, that lil' boy know he stretched
For real
Now he cryin', but it's okay, can't get his brodie back
No, Wop
When I pop out, I shoot to kill 'cause you know drillin' is a hobby
You know that
The first **** was posted up on folly with a Tommy
On gang
Just test me, watch this ten milli' go off, lil' ****, try me
Try me
These **** ain't no killers, catchin' accidental bodies
Goofy
Ain't shit changed, bitch, I'll get you killed quick
My top opp, hе died in '12 and they still sick
For real
EBK and THF, thеy known to drill shit
On gang
I just did six and I came home and, bitch, I'm still lit
Let's go
CoKilla told me, "Zoo, keep goin', bitch, we 'bout to blow"
On gang
I go up a 60, then pour up a four, then I'm in mode
Blow
My shorties thirsty, tryna catch a body, up the score
Yeah, go
If he a witness, then my young ****, they kick in ****' doors
You know that
We takin' ****' souls, we leave the scene and now we one up
For real
My shorty got the Drac', he super fried, you better not run up
On gang
My Glock, it got two titties, plus a button, this bitch done up
Smokin' dead opps, I'm with DeDe, I ain't talkin' 'bout Osama
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If he show a sign of nervous, he gon' freeze up on the mission
They like, "Zoowop, how you three and oh?" Bitch, I don't leave a witness (Witness)
I should have a suit and tie because the way I stand on business
THF and EBK and we don't never trust these bitches, bitch, you get it
Don't let us get the drop where you be posted at
You know that
Lil' bro 4'9", but he tote somethin' with a shoulder strap
On gang
There go Breezo right out the car, that lil' boy know he stretched
For real
Now he cryin', but it's okay, can't get his brodie back
No
When I pop out, I shoot to kill 'cause you know drillin' is a hobby
You know that
The first **** was posted up on folly with a Tommy
On gang
Just test me, watch this ten milli' go off, lil' ****, try me
Try me
These **** ain't no killers, catchin' accidental bodies
Goofy

Writer(s): Devonsha Collier, Kevin Bass, Mikhail Kaniushkevich & Alexandr Smirnov.

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