[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
She just want me like a wedding ring
I keep her dripping like some f**ing paint
[?] I’m smoking hella green
So much a** like Teyana Taylor
Run a trap trying to make a milli
She make it clap trying to make a milli
Don’t lose yourself, remember who yourself
Don’t lose yourself, remember who the best
Take a dab, she got hella a**
I just smoke and I don’t never pa**
All these n***as tryna be the man
I get green n***a, Peter Pan
Why they hating n***a I be living
Why they hating n***a I be pimpin’
Bad b**h looking so exquisite
Took a risk now the trip gon’ get it
Third eye feel like it’s on fire
These n***as singing like they on the choir
Swisher blunts with Snoop Dogg
Dogg pound woof woof
No sound psh psh psh
Wipe me down cause I’m gorgeous
Rick Flair with the horseman
What you bout man, quit talking
Bout that work, I’m like Fergie
My moms didn’t make it til 30
If I don’t make it, don’t worry
Zombie gang, we ain’t bury
n***a always been a helping man
Don’t bite the hand that makes you understand
I might go loony catch you on the ‘gram
Flipping shipping got a hundred grams
[Hook: Zombie Juice]
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans
On my momma I’m the man
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans
On my momma I’m the man
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
[Verse 2: A$AP Twelvyy]
I’m a minute late, I’m a renegade
Twelvyy got a gauge
Let me penetrate
p**y power KKK
Loaded it live, rock in my sock
Patrolling the block with a Glock
Stick to the code, bloody my O’s
Study my notes on the floor
Stuck on this odyssey
Alone I be prophecy
Shooting my prophecy
Only I can see everything I can be
f** it I get it, I get it
I chronicle Riddick they couldn’t forget it
Planning is hella specific
Start the beginning, a Glorious d**h for the ending
I can’t believe I existed
I’m bout to lead with a vision
I brought the heat to the kitchen
Y’all bout to sleep with the fishes
I run with the Pistons and beatin’ them kittens
[?] my nemesis
[?] all on my premises
Brother got sentences
I’m moving sinister
[?] Twelvyy ridiculous
[Hook: Zombie Juice]
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans
On my momma I’m the man
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans
On my momma I’m the man
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]
Mecca like Malcolm
[?]
[?] the cleanest
Roll in the Beamer
On Amsterdam
Feel like I’m Yams, can’t see me John Cena
Everything money and violence went to flatbush for a nina
[?]
Made no casino, got dope in the ringo
We high like the Beatles
[?]
All over the planet
And Crookin we bandits and Harlem do damage
[Hook: Zombie Juice]
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans
On my momma I’m the man
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans
On my momma I’m the man
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools