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Jace Iayze - Too Exotic Lyrics

(Intro: Grezzzo)
He don't got a ride he still drive in Ubers
Man im fucking sly finessing maneuvers
If he invade my stomping grounds like Tyler, niggas gon be hanging with Mr. Cooper
Ya mans weird, niggas goofy goobers, the man where, nigga you’re a loser
You looked scared, what Oompa Loompa
Same square saying he got rugers
(FIRE!)
(Grezzzo, is that you?)
(Zenith 700)

(Chorus: Grezzzo)
Shout out to Zay, too exotic
Van Nick what I'm rocking
My head up in space, seeing rockets
Flying with the comets
I'm with the gang and we styling, j-j-j-jet plane riding
Up and away and we outie
(Up and away and we outie)
(Verse 1: Grezzzo)
He don't got a ride he still drive in Ubers
Man im fucking sly finessing maneuvers
If he invade my stomping grounds like Tyler, niggas gon be hanging with Mr. Cooper
Ya mans weird, niggas goofy goobers, the man where , nigga you’re a loser
You looked scared, what Oompa Loompa
Same square saying he got rugers
I told y’all to check the stance and now niggas tryna copy the movement
Get the fuck out my DM I don't wanna listen to your music
They amazed like how did you do this
700 niggas, yea we so ruthless
(Trail is blazed you know that we moving)
Stuck niggas need help with recouping
(Chorus: Grezzzo)
Shout out to Zay, too exotic
Van Nick what I'm rocking
My head up in space, seeing rockets
Flying with the comets
I'm with the gang and we styling, j-j-j-jet plane riding
Up and away and we outie
(Up and away and we outie)

(Verse 2: Iayze)
Up and away let's go out
I cannot beef with no nigga for clout
That lil' boy wanna run his mouth
We gonna run up in his house
AK's, air 'em out
No way you getting clout
That lil bitch wanna run her mouth
You ain't on shit that's funny now
I be with them boys i'ma gun you down
She like why can't I fuck you now?
You lil' boys can't steal this flow
I'll have Grezzzo hunt you down
That lil bitch wanna run her mouth
You ain't on shit that's funny now
I be with them boys i'ma gun you down
She like why can't I fuck you now?
(Chorus: Grezzzo)
Shout out to Zay, too exotic
Van Nick what I'm rocking
My head up in space, seeing rockets
Flying with the comets
I'm with the gang and we styling, j-j-j-jet plane riding
Up and away and we outie
(Up and away and we outie)

(Outro: Grezzzo)
Fly Away
(Up and away and we outie)
Fly Away
(Up and away and we outie)
Fly Away
(Up and away and we outie)
Sh-Sh-Shout out to Zay, Too Exotic