[Hook]
A Key of coke
A pound of shroomies
Got that Molly and that Lucy
b**h I'm feeling loony
[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
Woke up in the morning, 'bout to get my pimping on
Log on back page, time to get my b**hes off
My cuz up in the kitchen 'bout to get that whipping on
We pour rose but Cîroc is what we drinking though
Danked the f** out, nothing but that sticky though
You n***as got a problem, catch my nine or my .22
Red hair, nice tits, call that b**h a jungle p**y
Louis this, Gucci sh**, save that for them s**er rookies
And my weed's straight from the west
Bag it by the zip, that's 400 nothing less
Bag it by the P that's 4000 f**ing stacks
That's racks on top of racks tax free on top of that
5-0 can s** my sack from the front or from the back
Hustle mad, word to Tracy Morgan
Got n***as in your hood pitching for me, f** informants
My money make money, You n***as kinda boring
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Erick Arc Elliot]
You's a bad broad but you can't meet the family
Kick you out the crib the cab number's on your panty
Before I say another word, tell me where you get the nerve
I got to move these units like a verb
I can tell you turned out super duper burned out
Get your brains blown off Patron what you worried bout
Fiening like a custy, ride it like a huffy
Got these hoes up on my... from the bottom of my Stussy
And I never changed much, you just try to rush me
Now I'm all grown up and regardless baby trust me
I got warrants, arresting my performance
Got you bare a**ed out, hold up, mama porridge
What you think you smoking on, sort of feel like hope is gone
If you think you's big now watch it with the focus on
J-Crew Pocket-Tees, fellas made a mockery
And the jive shorty when I go there ain't no stopping me
Zombie
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Meechy Darko]
It's Meechy Ho, higher than some high beams
Eyes bloodshot red, I don't need no visine
Walking dead n***a, take a look at my team
Cash rules n***a, take a look at my cream
Sour maybe diesel green like spinach
Me her and her, we call that a ménage
So high sight seeing
f** her once don't strike twice like lightning
Know ya'll think like "Damn, Meech is quite mean"
But that's your b**h, n***a, she ain't my queen
She get wet transform like a gremlin
p**y money weed money weed that's my medicine
n***a I'm a rookie but I'm better than them veterans
My b**hes go both ways swing like a pendulum
Reefer lifestyle every day's a honeymoon
I call her the blood s**er cause she f** my cousin too
Pills in every color hue, 'bout to roll another doob
I'm in that f** it mood, I didn't write the last two