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fmb dz - walking dead lyrics

[intro]
(getta beats)
you know i’m like a leprechaun for this sh+t

[chorus]
he play with me money, he play with me bread
house full of zombies, it’s a walking dead
this sh+t somethin’ like black ops, i’m tryna get a k!ll
i’m high as h+ll swervin’, jesus took the wheel
in the range rover, got four or five chains on
on my way to the lean man ’cause all the drank gone
the only time i lie is to the judge, you n+ggas lie for nothin’
b+tch, we really thuggin’, where i’m from, n+ggas die for nothin’

[verse 1]
i asked my young n+gga why hе spinnin’ in a scatpack?
he told me if them b+tchеs get behind him, they ain’t gon’ catch that
wide body, n+gga straight active, he a live wire
ain’t never been no family guy, i f+ck hoes like quagmire
rich n+gga, all the hoes f+cks with the shotta
rich b+tch, she got her own money, she’s a doctor
she strapped too, if you play with her, she’ll pop you
i’m the bossman, i be eatin’ lobster with the chopsticks
i’m a cash getter, alley+oop my n+ggas, i’m a bag splitter
i walk around beatin’ on sh+t like my name getta
i’m in houston at the galleria with my main hitter
people thinkin’ i’m the dope man the way my chain glitter
[chorus]
he play with me money, he play with me bread
house full of zombies, it’s a walking dead
this sh+t somethin’ like black ops, i’m tryna get a k!ll
i’m high as h+ll swervin’, jesus took the wheel
in the range rover, got four or five chains on
on my way to the lean man ’cause all the drank gone
the only time i lie is to the judge, you n+ggas lie for nothin’
b+tch, we really thuggin’, where i’m from, n+ggas die for nothin’

[verse 2]
n+gga spoke my name like i’ma ho you, we gon’ see about it
we catch you out, we up the score, n+gga, don’t worry ’bout it
i don’t give a f+ck where we at, we gon’ air it out
try not to hit women or the kids, that’s all i care about
boy, you in deep, i’m talkin’ deep, watch your whereabouts
f+cked up world, 2020, n+ggas dyin’ for clout
n+ggas dyin’ for likes, n+ggas dyin’ for pictures
n+ggas d+ck suckin’ other n+ggas, n+ggas act like b+tches
i been sippin’ lean all day, now my kidney hurt
i keep havin’ dreams ’bout wockeisha, i’m gettin’ sick of her
my b+tch hate her too, if it weren’t for her, she’d have a bigger purse
i know it ain’t right, but godd+mn, i had to put her first
i’ve been goin’ hard at this sh+t for a minute
i’ve been sippin’ lean for too long, i can’t quit it
can’t go too long without it, i start throwin’ up and sh+ttin’
i drunk so much wock, i can smell it when i’m p+ssin’
these n+ggas blew that pua money, now they finished
they got rich in the summer, they was broke before christmas
i get real direct deposits, me and you a lil’ different
i’m a grown+ass man, you can tell by how i’m livin’
[outro]
yeah, n+gga
bah+bah+bah+bah
n+gga, shots fired
to all y’all b+tch+ass n+ggas, man
we rich for real, man, tah

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