Zombies

Zombies
Escobar Season returns
Let it burn
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This the bath-salts song, motherfuck*** act like Zombies when it come on
It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill shit
Coke, weed, dealer shit, this that real shit

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Run up with your crew, cold as a monster
Yeah, they like me like that, every girl I see wanna be wifey like that
I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer
Come be my Kardashian, King of the Come Up, uh
To be loved, Shakespearean, experienced to be
Jumping off boats, hopping off another cliff
Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list
Yeah, I think I might need a
I'm way too much, y'all can tell I'm a blessing
I'm feeling like a baron, all I need is a castle
Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit
All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle
God Bless the child that can hold his own... Act two
My instincts guide me
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This the bath-salts song, motherfuck*** act like Zombies when it come on
It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill shit
Coke, weed, dealer shit, this that real shit

Loyalty is something that you can never get enough of
Life's a bitch, but you can't snuff her
I'ma think about it, shit is only getting rougher
So it's better niggas die than suffer
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This that street shit ni***, f*** that weak shit
This the bath-salts song, motherfuck*** act like Zombies when it come on
It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill shit
Coke, weed, dealer shit, this that real shit
[Verse 4: DMX]
Shit pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up
Cats better slow it up, y'all niggas know what's up
My niggas throw it up; we all know that
In fact, niggas missing the action, where are they at?
See, you niggas never really been ducked out
But got enough mouth to get snuffed out; roof the rough route
We don't play around here, ni***, we're grown
Start applying pressure, give the dog a bone
I'm taking half; it's just that simple
Or I can start popping niggas like pimples
I'ma let you call it, you ballin'
'Til you get hit with them hot things, now you're staggering and fallin'