The Walking Dead Lyrics

Walking Dead outside bitch, turned my opps to zombies

Rick with the glock, I'm in charge of the army

Walkin' roun' like Negan, no pussy can harm me

Catch you outside I promise you gon feel sorry

Need me a black bitch just like Michonne

Called up my shooter, sent him on a mission

Piss on my homie grave if he a snitch

Piss on yo' momma she a freaky bitch

Walkin' roun' with a sword, you can call me Ezekiel

Just mark my words, won't get realer than this bro

Watch yo' lil mouth 'fore somebody get hit dawg

Hear that bitch? You gon' get hit in yo' head

Not with a punch this time, with a bat

Brains on the floor, this shit gettin' real messy

His homies crying, I'm like, who gon' be next bitch?

Little pig, little pig, let me in!

Bitch let me in yo' crib 'fore you get killed

Think this a game, wait 'til you meet Lucille

Bro acts heroic, I'mma show him who's boss

Beat his ass up anywhere in these Crocs

Out in the field but I'm still off the wocky

Bro think he Rick acting so fucking cocky

Walking Dead outside bitch, turned my opps to zombies

Rick with the glock, I'm in charge of the army

Walkin' roun' like Negan, no pussy can harm me

Catch you outside I promise you gon feel sorry

Bitch acting tough, I'mma leave her like Maggie

Her baby daddy gon' end up like Glenn

And that's a promise, I'm keepin' my word

Hopped out the whip, had my opps screaming "Run!"

Hopped in his crib I'm like: "Hot diggity dog!"

This place full of loot

All these boys coppies bitch I am the root

If you see me on the street boy you better salute