Lyrics:
I see the crystals in the smoke
No na, baby girl don't you choke
Made an album my first year
By God's grace OTM we going clear
I ain't lazy
Do what I
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with
renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin'
that hit the charts
Album poppin so we hit the news
Finally found a girl that could pierce my heart
I'm not goin mad its the juice
Man its a free for
Till that motherfucker hate his face
I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doing it for
a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula
Hmm
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
I'm ready
New Patek on my wrist (yeah)
White diamonds and them shits hit pink
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
was just boring i made it the funnest
Stu Stu stupid hot dummies
Who you turned into zombies
Chu chu chew me like gummies
Pussy was good it left me
zombies Imma really bust back
Hit the mystery box and you'll pull out a gat
This beat hard as hell, man shoutout to Zach
Can't forget about Muddy, and he
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick
this trouble?
For beige-blandish citizens,
Clutching the rubble
Of vanishing dreams
Of wimpish amusement,
Replaced by a rash
Of creative confusement!
livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet
Why you wanna be my Zanna? Why you wanna be my Zanna?
80k streams on an album by myself, started wvvy crew and I did that by myself
I remember 2017 all
You're feeling a little ashamed by how it works
We sleep in a little coma until one of us says it hurts
I'm fading away, but I've sold it to myself
become zombies
I remember listenin to you
That was just a hobby
Now its back being a narcissist
Thats what they call me
I've made em barf in bags
The reek of joy is spreading like some jam on toast, and crawling through the flaky frost come zombies in the morning.
If you know the ceiling where
forever
And as the day went by
We fought until the moonlight
And the zombies all had crosses on their eyes
We thought it was the end
And we could work our
easy to get and it's getting cheaper
We're zombies
We're zombies
People come on vacation and leave on probation when they come to Arizona, so
I'm
the hit, just know the shells went through his house
Niggas really Tom and Jerry, how you friends with that lil mouse
Pop out trim im over fresh might be
Moweezy cooking fire ho!
Aye Cy let the Hi-Hats talk
I'm around aye
With a crown mane
Spreading off the bounce aye
Ali Bumaye
Zombies in the town
flat broke
Man I had to get that cho
By any means, kick that doe, in some pitch black clothes
It don't matter I'm bringing the pain, like you hit that
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
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