ZOMBIE (Remix) ft. Jocko Slim & No PITty Lyrics

Zombie, zombie, hey

Zombie, zombie, hey

Zombie, zombie, hey

(Anti coming with heat!)

We step in the party, y'all looking like zombies

They're imitating when we in the lobby

Anti, Jocko and Ash

We getting this cash, no Illuminati

I got the sauce like Queso on Takis

So caution, my bars are too hot like wasabi

I met a shawty and we started vibing

She riding me crazy like she popped a molly

(Damn)

Hop on the beat, I rap retarded

Coming with heat, yeah that's my calling

Shooting my shot like James Harden

Nah, shooting my shot like Alec Baldwin

That BS I'm back up on it

I made this beat now I'm spazzing on it

Y'all can't even cancel me

So stay offended cuz y'all acting all like

Some damn

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

They a

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

You a

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

Uh

You play with Jordan, get hectic

Stand out like U.S. with metrics

I'm Jocko Slim when I rap

I'm Damon Wayans got a message

Don't be a menace my nigga

They ain't competing with us

All of the supposing gangstas man I swear I had enough

I was in and out of school

If it's money I pursue

You should go and write a book

You should call it "How To Lose"

They sidekicks like Gunther, we coming hard like thunder

We find out why they wonder, turn them to ash no Hunter

You a

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

They some

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

Y'all some

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

Y'all some zombies you bitches are all dead to me

This for the fatherless hoes and the wack blogs especially

Y'all been helping me cook up the right recipe

Y'all poked the bear for too long, be sure to tread carefully

I am pro-choice, 'cause bitch you should've been aborted

Ya momma should've swallowed you like a fucking demongorgon

I should be the only one that you should get annoyed at

Now I'mma show the world my ass so y'all can kiss it for me

Had a dream I fought the devil in tug of war

Snakes was in my grass and their heads I was cutting off

Glimpses from my past was fading away in the distance

Then I morphed into the glass like the Matrix scene with the mirror

And then I woke up and I hopped in the booth

Dissin' y'all over this slow Smokey Robinson loop

Forgive me God, bout to tell these bitches what I'm finna do

There's piss involved, go to their grave and then zip down and just shoot, bitch!

And that's goes for all of you

You talk about real but how do it feel

To be in a field, the street shit?

I know them for real, we splitting the bill

And bussin' it down to leave him

A few of them killed, a few of them drill

And I ain't even talking bout Dewalt

He can't even breathe he having a seizure

Did him like Evil Knivel

Hot as a fever

Demon season, I want all of the trishes

Julias Caesar

Et tu, nigga, you gon be freezin'

All of them creepin

To the top I'm climbin' up like a lemur

Leave them deceased huh

Dead niggas always driving a Beamer

They a

(Zombie, zombie, hey)

You a

(Zombie, zombie, hey)