Lyrics Flatbush ZOMBiES

Flatbush ZOMBiES

Thug Waffle

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]

Today I purchased a coffin and I ain't even died yet

Smoked about 100 blunts and I ain't even high yet

Wrote my verse in poison ink, watch you biters digest

Got the illest grind yet? No, eye can deny it

Lungs full of uhh, Eye bloody red nigga

Gold fangs on uhh, pocket full of dead niggas

Smoke some bitch, what the fuck you waitin on?

I know it's a virtue, but baby my patience is gone

Get our relation on, take her to a vacant home

What you want a quicky sticky? Okay I won't takey long

Split the dutch down the middle like Moses, split the sea

Count it up, bag it up man, we love money, we love weed

Met this one bimbo, told her my name was Meech

She keep calling me mandingo

My eyes bloody red, so she probably think I'm evil

Truely, it's the weed smoke from all this sour deisel

Light it then I breathe slow

[Hook: x2]

Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke

Eyes Chinese, cause we smoking sour diesel

Blunts Siamese, two of these, you be me yo

Fuck the police though, we smoke it like it's legal

[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]

Juicy Mr Young Bone, AK I'm so gone

Hoes love me, Jerome, hoes love me, Jerome

Sit back, get smacked, get stoned

In the back of the back of the room

With the mac in the back of the room, she acting get doomed

BLAOHW, splat in the room

Women they awful, I mean they on fours

Call this my dumb flow, Urkle, Waldo

Call this my purp flow, roll up the indo

I'm here dog, whatchu here for?

Hip-hop is dead, Zombies for prez

Remindy, untimely, two blunts I'm Siamese

Pussy we grind thee, sticky and grimey, wicked unchain me

Twisted my frame be, blunt after blunt after... blunt

So stuck so stuck off the what?

Sticky, icky, quickly, vicky, lick me, no hickeys, gin and whiskey

Just me and some piffy, swiftly

[Hook x2]