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Names (zombies)
by JimmyC4
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Tucked the moon away and woke the sun up
I ain't ever tired, but if I was then I'd be Dunlop
All seasons. The bike 1 down, but I stay 1 up
Winter cool, but I like when it's hot. And I ain't Gunna
Like spoiled brats with they veggies
know she wanna kick it
But baby I can't go off track see I got tunnel vision
Light paper planes,
and shit out Maryland we throw funnel in it
I seen pennies flip to dollars, they been tumbling since
No OG so a couple slips was destined fo sho
When you low, finer things just seem to lessen the blow
Just a kid from round the way, to tryna measure the globe
My main goal is good sex and gettin checks in a robe. Ya dig
I call all the haters zombies
They Dead wrong
Nothing personal name all the plugs Chevron
Model vixen call her pippie cuz her legs long
Handle bars, watch me grind without the pegs on
Been a minute since beginning, but I'll make it 2
Just cuz you think it and you say it that make it true
I think they thinking they compare it must be April fools
Fuck a joke I came to win cause I don't play to lose
I'm a pacer with endurance
That's a bonus
You ain't talking cheese, I'm chatting with the macaroni
I could stoop to all they level but shit that's below me
I'm stickin widdit til I die that sound like matrimony
Minus the ring, you know what I mean
I don't gotta talk like Mr. Bean
Road in from me
Drop gear a smash it just to see
I don't always speed, honest tho
It ain't bout doe, some niggas soulless with a pot a gold
I just need mo' to build my mote
You aint allowed to go
I aint gon' hold you tho
Been damn near outta hope
But I'm like fuck it
I'm still here, it's either grow or rot
You hate, then hate
Don't hide your hand if you gon throw a rock
Lil' old school, fuck around and call soda pop
Word flipper got the same sickness Yoda got
And most them beefs over a bitch if it over guap
Shit, either way, I'm tryna relocate like shoulder pops
Cause I need land, just love my space I'm thinking NASA
Like soon as we catch the dub we drinking after
Shrimp in my pasta. In UK, pasta
The odor louder than the motor when I pass ya
I call all the haters zombies
They Dead wrong
Nothing personal name all the plugs Chevron
Model vixen call her pippie cuz her legs long
Handle bars, watch me grind without the pegs on
Been a minute since beginning, but I'll make it 2
Just cuz you think it and you say it that make it true
I think they thinking they compare it must be April fools
Fuck a joke I came to win cause I don't play to lose
Tucked the moon away and woke the sun up
I ain't ever tired, but if I was then I'd be Dunlop
All seasons. The bike 1 down, but I stay 1 up
Winter cool, but I like when it's hot. And I ain't Gunna
Like spoiled brats with they veggies
know she wanna kick it
But baby I can't go off track see I got tunnel vision
Light paper planes,
and shit out Maryland we throw funnel in it
I seen pennies flip to dollars, they been tumbling since
No OG so a couple slips was destined fo sho
When you low, finer things just seem to lessen the blow
Just a kid from round the way, to tryna measure the globe
My main goal is good sex and gettin checks in a robe. Ya dig
I call all the haters zombies
They Dead wrong
Nothing personal name all the plugs Chevron
Model vixen call her pippie cuz her legs long
Handle bars, watch me grind without the pegs on
Been a minute since beginning, but I'll make it 2
Just cuz you think it and you say it that make it true
I think they thinking they compare it must be April fools
Fuck a joke I came to win cause I don't play to lose
I'm a pacer with endurance
That's a bonus
You ain't talking cheese, I'm chatting with the macaroni
I could stoop to all they level but shit that's below me
I'm stickin widdit til I die that sound like matrimony
Minus the ring, you know what I mean
I don't gotta talk like Mr. Bean
Road in from me
Drop gear a smash it just to see
I don't always speed, honest tho
It ain't bout doe, some niggas soulless with a pot a gold
I just need mo' to build my mote
You aint allowed to go
I aint gon' hold you tho
Been damn near outta hope
But I'm like fuck it
I'm still here, it's either grow or rot
You hate, then hate
Don't hide your hand if you gon throw a rock
Lil' old school, fuck around and call soda pop
Word flipper got the same sickness Yoda got
And most them beefs over a bitch if it over guap
Shit, either way, I'm tryna relocate like shoulder pops
Cause I need land, just love my space I'm thinking NASA
Like soon as we catch the dub we drinking after
Shrimp in my pasta. In UK, pasta
The odor louder than the motor when I pass ya
I call all the haters zombies
They Dead wrong
Nothing personal name all the plugs Chevron
Model vixen call her pippie cuz her legs long
Handle bars, watch me grind without the pegs on
Been a minute since beginning, but I'll make it 2
Just cuz you think it and you say it that make it true
I think they thinking they compare it must be April fools
Fuck a joke I came to win cause I don't play to lose
