Zombie

Gotta keep a chopper on me

That can hold enough heat on that bitch it could steam up a lobster

As long as my niggas keep trusting these mutha fuckin' doctors

There will be a zombie apocalypse

Scratch off the pistol with one of them nickels

Don't want to but will kill a lot of my niggas

You come for my son I put one in ya temple

Like somebody church bout to go out of business

Don't need estheticians it came with extensions

I'm sticking to this like a lashes technician

Still fucking the system

I'm back in this bitch like some birth control