Zombies
She want to take all the drugs bitch she sucking me up
She ain't ever have no love and she feel like she ain't been enough
Well I guess that's tough counting big racks double up
Double cup can't get enough sleepy, You can't keep me
Diamonds wet no squeegee hit that lil hoe beep beep
Criss cross apple sauce that bitch she on me
Left me alone bitch that's your loss they come crawling back zombies
Bitch fuck out of here if we ain't fucking aim for they're top there ain't no muffin
Shooting my shots from the back that shit busting got an idea ain't Mcloving
I always felt that shit was for nothing hoe down bad and I ain't bluffing
But now I get big racks ain't that something
She shaking her ass going up and down that pole and I already know she know
That she turned into a hoe talking that shit I hope you choke
FYI that ain't no joke brand new ACOG got her heart inside my scope
Fuck
It's sucks
To really show them love
All my feelings shoved above
Inside my attic
To make things fair I'm pretty sure we all addicts
She want to take all the drugs bitch she sucking me up
She ain't ever have no love and she feel like she ain't been enough
Well I guess that's tough counting big racks double up
Double cup can't get enough sleepy, You can't keep me
Diamonds wet no squeegee hit that lil hoe beep beep
Criss cross apple sauce that bitch she on me
Left me alone bitch that's your loss they come crawling back zombies
I Feel like a Prodigy, cause of my Prada jeans
I get the money on me I get all the green
I get the 40 Glock its a gunshot a ring woah I got big racks in my cup
I got 40 Glock gone bust chopper on me feel like russ
She shaking her ass going up and down that pole and I already know she know
That she turned into a hoe
Cause I know that bitch she be basic I got runners on my Asics
I got 4 Glock in the spaceship
I be up so high
And my spaceship fly
He gone die if he try to try me
40 Glock no Curry
I just gotta shawty pack a punch no zombies
She want to take all the drugs bitch she sucking me up
She ain't ever have no love and she feel like she ain't been enough
Well I guess that's tough counting big racks double up
Double cup can't get enough sleepy, You can't keep me
Diamonds wet no squeegee hit that lil hoe beep beep
Criss cross apple sauce that bitch she on me
Left me alone bitch that's your loss they come crawling back zombies
She ain't ever have no love and she feel like she ain't been enough
Well I guess that's tough counting big racks double up
Double cup can't get enough sleepy, You can't keep me
Diamonds wet no squeegee hit that lil hoe beep beep
Criss cross apple sauce that bitch she on me
Left me alone bitch that's your loss they come crawling back zombies
Bitch fuck out of here if we ain't fucking aim for they're top there ain't no muffin
Shooting my shots from the back that shit busting got an idea ain't Mcloving
I always felt that shit was for nothing hoe down bad and I ain't bluffing
But now I get big racks ain't that something
She shaking her ass going up and down that pole and I already know she know
That she turned into a hoe talking that shit I hope you choke
FYI that ain't no joke brand new ACOG got her heart inside my scope
Fuck
It's sucks
To really show them love
All my feelings shoved above
Inside my attic
To make things fair I'm pretty sure we all addicts
She want to take all the drugs bitch she sucking me up
She ain't ever have no love and she feel like she ain't been enough
Well I guess that's tough counting big racks double up
Double cup can't get enough sleepy, You can't keep me
Diamonds wet no squeegee hit that lil hoe beep beep
Criss cross apple sauce that bitch she on me
Left me alone bitch that's your loss they come crawling back zombies
I Feel like a Prodigy, cause of my Prada jeans
I get the money on me I get all the green
I get the 40 Glock its a gunshot a ring woah I got big racks in my cup
I got 40 Glock gone bust chopper on me feel like russ
She shaking her ass going up and down that pole and I already know she know
That she turned into a hoe
Cause I know that bitch she be basic I got runners on my Asics
I got 4 Glock in the spaceship
I be up so high
And my spaceship fly
He gone die if he try to try me
40 Glock no Curry
I just gotta shawty pack a punch no zombies
She want to take all the drugs bitch she sucking me up
She ain't ever have no love and she feel like she ain't been enough
Well I guess that's tough counting big racks double up
Double cup can't get enough sleepy, You can't keep me
Diamonds wet no squeegee hit that lil hoe beep beep
Criss cross apple sauce that bitch she on me
Left me alone bitch that's your loss they come crawling back zombies
Credits
Writer(s): Jermija Gonzales
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