Lyrics:
the trenches I'm selling Hermes
H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap
Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in
the body count? (Huh?)
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? (Huh?)
I'm hold loose at the haunted house
It's all kinda zombies runnin' in and out
Who
Watch your back you never know what's waiting round the corner
Better keep a weapon on you better watch over your shoulder
People wanna try to come
ZOMBIES
Yeah
But lemme come correct if we ain't get inside your head
Then we coming at ya neck
Kapernick took a knee
Nike took a check
Cops still killing
get you gotta send your location
Oh yea zombies outside going
Oh yea zombies outside going
Oh yea zombies outside going
Oh yea zombies outside going
get you gotta send your location
Oh yea zombies outside going
Oh yea zombies outside going
Oh yea zombies outside going
Oh yea zombies outside going
intuition, you are tomorrow
That's the sound of the beast
I'm a Columbia record slave, so get paid
Control your own destiny, you are a genius
Don't let it
Zombies all around me
I see zombies all around me
I got zombies all around me
Don't know how the zombies found me
Don’t know how to get away
There's
we all gotta speak our minds for a new conclusion
I light the crowd on fire! Turn youz into zombies
Holding you in bondage, you'll never get beyond me
got exposed by E! ('sposed)
So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
Sleep on my feet (feet)
Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (zombies)
Miss
Zombies
You say, get back to work
It's not five
We need to work you overtime just don't die
Trapped room
Four simple lines
A gouged desk
Your proverbial
Mexico know it's a body
Scooter in here with the zombies
Gucci get out, it's a problem
I might take Quentin to Follies
You hate your life, just be
the chopping block
Yeah, you know you should
Look out for zombies
But you gotta watch for the people around you
I'm for real, you can't trust nobody
Take your
bop)
I gotta keep movin', keep one in the Ruger (ayy)
Bullets hot, they gon' hit your medula (yeah)
I'm chasin' the sack, gotta get to the safe
By
you rep for the gang i bust Your brain throw up
Da set you
Violated nigga gotta get u wet You violated nigga
Gotta get you wet my zombies Breaking necks
with my zombies and
My goons like Transylvania
My niggas got it low by
Scalpin' tickets out the stadium
My messages is free movies
That’s word
Do it like the zombies do
Brush your fangs when you wake up
Comb your hair, do your make up
Sleep at night, don't stay up
Do it like the zombies do
Of wimpish amusement,
Replaced by a rash
Of 'creative' confusement!
Soon, my brave zombies,
You'll make your return!
Broadway will glow!
Broadway will burn!
bull like DeNiro
Ridin' with that becky
Open that third eye if you'll let me
Open your legs up like a Nestle
Crunch and munch, what's for lunch?
Hold
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
used against them
But yo, it's been shown
Geo-location, great for your little Pokémon go
Oh look at all the little zombies go
Gotta run to cop the newest
kicking it off the cuff
Get a little scrappy show your savvy shoot em the scruff
Been a little bit since you were convinced it was a cinch
To slide right
to tango with a torso and I let go
They dance too slow, not funky enough
And bitch I came to boogie ho
Gotta get your two left feet and feel the beat
So
, keep it real with my hustler hoes
I got a, pump or two, who gon' boost them clothes
I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours
(I gotta get mine,
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