A Glorious Death (feat. Flatbush ZOMBiES)

Prr-prr

It's a bird, it's a plane

Yeah new phone who dis

New day, new bitch

Rang rang, there go my celly

Tattoos like Makaveli

Acid trip, this bitch I'm with

Might overdose like Anna Smith

Crip or Blood, fifty fifty love

My **** died for this handkerchief

Zombie gang, A$AP

I eat the beat and beat three

From CD to tape deck

LSD, some 'shroom tea

Two groupies and safe sex

Threesome AM

Amen, hallelujah

Hallow clipped, it hollows through ya

Backwood smoking, Goyard gun holster

Gucci sofas

Heard you was sending shots

I was too high to notice

Marijuana, I'm smokin' potent

My eyes are glowin'

My pistol loaded, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

Now you knowin'

Top of the buildin' and I got a feelin'

Sudden rush to the brain so obnoxious the feelin'

Loyalty to the drugs feelin' so high high **** what

Rolling with the clique, middle fingers up

Police on my dick, never gave a fuck

Always living trife, bitch, you down to fuck?

Smoking on some shit that your mama off

Never pretend I gotta go get it this one is all

War love got me, but since all

Talkin' 'bout some money, we gon' get it solved

Talkin' 'bout some bud, we gon' smoke it all

LSD, bitch, I'm off the wall

Throw your hands up if you wanna roll

On some new shit, baby, this a new phone

Got some new packs in and some quick dough

Same **** dead **** 10-4

Rest in peace to my ****, ****, Yambo

Live long, long live, yeah I live long

Lance Armstrong, live strong

Yeah did it right and I did wrong

Okay, get high so I hit bone

Yeah, yeah

I'm an activist

I cook crack with a dab of piff

Crystal meth on an acid trip

I'm a G in coke from trees to dope

I feed my coast, hit my line if you need a quote

It's a secret show only speak it if you need to know

And you **** I don't need to know

Beat the beat till the speaker broke

I'm in the streets puffin' reefer smoke

Try to creep, let the Eagle go

Man, I'm down for the drillin', of course

Man, you sugarcane **** is soft

Don't respect the show

Man, matter of fact, fuck the law

Double up ****, fuck the court

Been on it like an outlaw

Batman vigilante goin' southpaw

Might head to Miami for some time off

Came back to the city, hit the concourse

Man, I'm livin' like a mob boss

I shake the game, refrain from permanent

My style compares rare like fiends that serve a nick

My goals can touch souls, my **** impervious

My team go buck wild, sip Hen and smoke spliffs

Don't think I won't trip, cherish every moment

A **** won't miss if he's very focused

All black funeral gettin' down with a bad one

Used to smoke two grams, now I'm smokin' mad blunts

Had extendo **** 'cause they basic

Minds need replacement, thoughtless conscious and tasteless

Ring a bell 'cause the aliens comin' down

If you say that shit is myth, my experience was wild

Man could run a mile while his legs are broken down

But I'll cook it up, tell shorty simmer down

It's amazing how you **** really feel about it

When it's top floor, ain't no room for more

Bitch is crowded, motherfucker