luhzayy – Zombie (Lyrics & Video)

Zombie – luhzayy Lyrics

I feel like I need another one

Roll back another blunt

Shit, I need another gun

Shit, if I go back broke, hit the trap and start stacking my funds

Please don't run up on me

Send some shots we send, you passed the sun

She don took my heart, I'm walking dead

Lil bitch feel like a zombie

Huh bail from out car, we wrap him up

He looking like a mummy

Get lil' bro to wipe you off the map

No need to pay no money

Bitch be overly going

She fucked my bro, I told her she ain't for me

I told lil, bro, we gonna make it

While we ride stolen foreign

I told lil bae to come fuck with me your last nigga broke that nigga boring

Opps keep talking bout they funna to slide with

My Glock, bitch, I'm blowin

That bitch no longer my lil' hoe

That bitch no longer important

When lil' bro, blow that drake, that bih be loud

That bitch be sounding Distroed

Used to be rockin' out 23, but now I got 40

He in this party beefing about bitch

Beef bout his shorty

I get lil' drench shoot up everything he shoot up the party

You say you love me, don't even worry

You don't got pretend

Shit I'm better off tham drugs I rather pop a RP10

I'd be better without your love, bae

Please, no, not again

He got pop like Nine times, His ass be feelin' like 50 Cent

Ridin' solo wip

Shit be hella fast, this shit be gettin' tense

You say you love me and you hate me, girl

Please, just make sense

We chasin him down right down his block He couldn't even jump the fence

These 308 gonna stop him in his tracks

We left that nigga sped

I feel like I need another one

Roll back another blunt

Shit, I need another gun

Shit, if I go back broke, hit the trap and start stacking my funds

Please don't run up on me

Send some shots we send, you passed the sun

She don took my heart, I'm walking dead

Lil bitch feel like a zombie

Huh bail from out car, we wrap him up

He looking like a mummy

Get lil' bro to wipe you off the map

No need to pay no money

Bitch be overly going

She fucked my bro, I told her she ain't for me

I told lil, bro, we gonna make it

While we ride stolen foreign

I told lil bae to come fuck with me your last nigga broke that nigga boring

Opps keep talking bout they funna to slide with

My Glock, bitch, I'm blowin

That bitch no longer my lil' hoe

That bitch no longer important

When lil' bro, blow that drake, that bih be loud

That bitch be sounding Distroed

Used to be rockin' out 23, but now I got 40

He in this party beefing about bitch

Beef bout his shorty

I get lil' drench shoot up everything he shoot up the party

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