Zombie Juice - Gucci Gucci lyrics

[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