Walking Dead
FMB DZ
GENRE
[Intro]
(Getta Beats)
You know I'm like a leprechaun for this shit
[Chorus]
He play with me money, he play with me bread
House full of zombies, it's a walking dead
This shit somethin' like Black Ops, I'm tryna get a kill
I'm high as hell 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 niggas lie for nothin'
Bitch, we really thuggin', where I'm from, niggas die for nothin'
[Verse 1]
I asked my young nigga why hе spinnin' in a Scatpack?
He told me if them bitchеs get behind him, they ain't gon' catch that
Wide body, nigga straight active, he a live wire
Ain't never been no family guy, I fuck hoes like Quagmire
Rich nigga, all the hoes fucks with the shotta
Rich bitch, 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 niggas, I'm a bag splitter
I walk around beatin' on shit 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 shit somethin' like Black Ops, I'm tryna get a kill
I'm high as hell 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 niggas lie for nothin'
Bitch, we really thuggin', where I'm from, niggas die for nothin'
[Verse 2]
Nigga spoke my name like I'ma ho you, we gon' see about it
We catch you out, we up the score, nigga, don't worry 'bout it
I don't give a fuck 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
Fucked up world, 2020, niggas dyin' for clout
Niggas dyin' for likes, niggas dyin' for pictures
Niggas dick suckin' other niggas, niggas act like bitches
I been sippin' lean all day, now my kidney hurt
I keep havin' dreams 'bout Wockeisha, I'm gettin' sick of her
My bitch hate her too, if it weren't for her, she'd have a bigger purse
I know it ain't right, but goddamn, I had to put her first
I've been goin' hard at this shit 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 shittin'
I drunk so much Wock, I can smell it when I'm pissin'
These niggas 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, nigga
Bah-bah-bah-bah
Nigga, shots fired
To all y'all bitch-ass niggas, man
We rich for real, man, tah
(Getta Beats)
You know I'm like a leprechaun for this shit
[Chorus]
He play with me money, he play with me bread
House full of zombies, it's a walking dead
This shit somethin' like Black Ops, I'm tryna get a kill
I'm high as hell 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 niggas lie for nothin'
Bitch, we really thuggin', where I'm from, niggas die for nothin'
[Verse 1]
I asked my young nigga why hе spinnin' in a Scatpack?
He told me if them bitchеs get behind him, they ain't gon' catch that
Wide body, nigga straight active, he a live wire
Ain't never been no family guy, I fuck hoes like Quagmire
Rich nigga, all the hoes fucks with the shotta
Rich bitch, 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 niggas, I'm a bag splitter
I walk around beatin' on shit 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 shit somethin' like Black Ops, I'm tryna get a kill
I'm high as hell 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 niggas lie for nothin'
Bitch, we really thuggin', where I'm from, niggas die for nothin'
[Verse 2]
Nigga spoke my name like I'ma ho you, we gon' see about it
We catch you out, we up the score, nigga, don't worry 'bout it
I don't give a fuck 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
Fucked up world, 2020, niggas dyin' for clout
Niggas dyin' for likes, niggas dyin' for pictures
Niggas dick suckin' other niggas, niggas act like bitches
I been sippin' lean all day, now my kidney hurt
I keep havin' dreams 'bout Wockeisha, I'm gettin' sick of her
My bitch hate her too, if it weren't for her, she'd have a bigger purse
I know it ain't right, but goddamn, I had to put her first
I've been goin' hard at this shit 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 shittin'
I drunk so much Wock, I can smell it when I'm pissin'
These niggas 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, nigga
Bah-bah-bah-bah
Nigga, shots fired
To all y'all bitch-ass niggas, man
We rich for real, man, tah
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