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Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n***a You know what the f**k goin' on I got a pint of Wock', finna start my own Zombie Files You a plain promethazine drinker, I don't drink crocodile Two eights just put me on my a**, the drank knocked me out I'm the one who keep the door open, you can't lock me out Pint of red, b*t*h, we finna have Zombie Files Let's go to bed, b*t*h, we finna have Zombie Files Four lil' n***as with K's, I brought zombies out Bro, meet me in the A, let's have a Zombie File I got a pint of Wockhardt Pharmaceuticals Finna drink a whole ten, n***a, that's how I do it Four, six, eight, or a twelve, wе ain't pourin' deuces Slide by in a Hеllcat, fishtail, then throw the deuces B*t*h really think I love her, she so delusional Told the b*t*h, "You like a lighter, ho, it's so easy to lose you" Talkin' to a sealed pint like, "I'm finna abuse you" You'd f**k around, get killed twice, my shooters unusual I could drink a whole gallon by myself, I'm unhuman I gotta drink an eight to go to sleep, 101 do it I got a sealed pint of Actavis, a one-of-one juice kit MCD, just drunk three threes, on my Lou sh*t I got a pint of Wock', finna start my own Zombie Files You a plain promethazine drinker, I don't drink crocodile Two eights just put me on my a**, the drank knocked me out I'm the one who keep the door open, you can't lock me out Pint of red, b*t*h, we finna have Zombie Files Let's go to bed, b*t*h, we finna have Zombie Files Four lil' n***as with K's, I brought zombies out Bro, meet me in the A, let's have a Zombie File F**k bein' humble, throwin' money in my pictures (Yeah) Pull up to the strip club, that's just to pick my b*t*h up (Yeah) Pull up to the trap and that's just to see what's crackin' (What's good?) I don't like to talk, how the f**k I ain't a rapper? F**k a job, started trappin' Too much money, started packin' I'll be damned, catch me lackin' Ain't nobody seen what happened My b*t*h got a glick, don't get hit with that baby Glock I know I had 'em mad, tell these n***as they can hate me now Designer on my a** and I come from wearin' hand-me-downs (SG) Pull up to the plug, give him bands, and he hand me pounds Yeah, yeah, that sh*t make diamonds, smoke pressure (Dope) B*t*h, I'm steezy, I could style in whatever (Yeah) Stüssy with the Prada, f**k Balenciaga Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Shoo, fly, small fry, you don't bother me (You don't bother me) Shut the mall down like it's Dollar Tree (Like it's nothin', n***a) Benihana like it's Wendy's (Cash Only) I got a pint of Wock', finna start my own Zombie Files You a plain promethazine drinker, I don't drink crocodile Two eights just put me on my a**, the drank knocked me out I'm the one who keep the door open, you can't lock me out Pint of red, b*t*h, we finna have Zombie Files Let's go to bed, b*t*h, we finna have Zombie Files Four lil' n***as with K's, I brought zombies out Bro, meet me in the A, let's have a Zombie File
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