Typical Zin, on point, as usual, always swagger and ill lyricism,
fav lines right there:

>On the search fa geeks … fiends… plucks
>Service … till we need the re…up …
>When you see us … we key up …
>Keep 45’s and such …
>don’t get ya stomach pumped fucking wit us …
>Big cars …big trucks …
>Big steaks on plates ..
>big jake ace ...with gold rimed Prada’s on his face …
>Six buttons silky smooth to the waist …
>Hot denim … and a jacket that will set shit a blaze…
>Eye catching .. Got you caught in a gaze …
>two bottles poker faced… showing Ace of spade