ZONIN (feat. SADFRIENDD)

AV with that drip hoe I'm zoned in, feel important I'm pourin' and overflowin' Reloadin' the burner Paying the heat bill out when it's stormin' I'm floorin', top of the mornin' Like Kendrick I am supported by industries feelin' me She gon' need me, but I am rollin' I make a killin' I fill the space, hush up Cops in front of us, swinging nunchucks Drift through the night until I upchuck Tired smokin' rubber, fucked up Aye who is you? I'm that guy that slides Fuckin' it up 'till I die Dangerous committin' crimes On fuckin' fire I'm ragin', I'm out of time Who is you? I'm that shlip, that slime Pourin' up like wine Drippin' too We comin' to take the top Tikkita, tikkita watch 'Till we pullin' through In the stu' it's hazy Brand new shoes, the latest Never behind on my payments High roller in Vegas Not fuckin' with you 'cause you nameless, bitch Rollie piece, fat ruby red wrist Charizard lit, shits glowin' fire Choppin bricks, dat piece on me About to morph, dat Zanpakutō yea Have you feintin' back Hit that dip and a jap Like Pac, I'll fuck you up Hit that funk, wrist flick Knocked out, shit that yoppa blowin' bow Fuck 'round, fuck 'round You gonna find out I cut it, I flip it, I'm back on the road Back in the Benz, you already know You dirty, laundromat, crease no fold Gold silts on my neck, with gold silk on my robes This that high-end living, mid-range With high-end tilted, insane Out my mind, I'm livid Rampage in the eyes, no vision I got that Stick 'em down Kung Fu like Chinatown Xi Jing we lockin' down Oh, you a menace now? Sad get 'em It be that bloody motherfucker I fell in love with homicide Mr. Bone Crusher I'm the blood gusher I might kill your pussy motherfuckers I might creep into your crib with Yumi Blades on me like, what you doing? Bone collector, body chewing Balling, just like Patrick Ewing They call me Mr. Crypt Creeper Blood seeker, I'm a heart eater I'm the grim reaper, body eater Now you six feet deeper Rollie piece, fat ruby red wrist Charizard lit, shits glowin' fire Choppin bricks, dat piece on me About to morph, dat Zanpakutō yea Have you feintin' back Hit that dip and a jap Like Pac, I'll fuck you up Hit that funk, wrist flick Knocked out, shit that yoppa blowin' bow