Music: baby yves
I gotta killo yeah killo yeah killo
I just spilled lean on ma mofukcin Vlone
Pop a X pill l feel like Malcolm
Pop more pill this shit got me zombi3 walk
Zombi3 walkin wit a Gucci coat
I bought her bag from a Christian Dior
Zombi3 walkin wit a bad hoe
Yeah now she sleepin on floor
(baby yves verse)
One bad bitch in my private room
Another bad bitch in my brand new coupe
Hoppin' on a jet, what a price, Coco
It's the price for head, give a chigga head for mood
She got a baby, but that doesn't mean she's my wifey
I got what you need, tell me everything that you want
Red Ferrari goes on road, it's lookin' like a wild horse
2 Seater coupe with my bad bitch, she's lookin' like a wild hoe
Flawless diamonds dancin' on my neck
I had to flee-e-e on the cops
Pop out at your block, ain't no kizzy
****in' with my mob, bitch, it ain't no gimmick
S4L, we goin' up, we just need some cash and lots of fame
Bitch, I'm higher than an airplane, yeah, I'm a stoner, yeah, y'all get it?
Poppin' on a Perc in my room, it's finna sip my pain
All I can say is good luck, I'm finna sip that TECH
(hook)
I gotta killo yeah killo yeah killo
I just spilled lean on ma mofukcin Vlone
Pop a X pill l feel like Malcolm
Pop more pill this shit got me zombi3 walk
Zombi3 walkin wit a Gucci coat
I bought her bag from a Christian Dior
Zombi3 walkin wit a bad hoe
Yeah now she sleepin on floor