Zombie up, let 'em see the full drip

Oh, you ain't, no, you ain't all the way

No, you ain't got it

Fifty clip poppin', leave 'em slumped in cockpit

He pull his moshpit, all this drip be floodin' on the floor

You gotta mop it, **** ain't just comin' new

They comin' out the closet, we poppin' again

Gonna zombie your friends, I might hop out the Bentley

Go slide in the Benz, slip on my Fendi, go shop with your bitch

Bought a Glock with your rent, told her "Just top the T up a little"

You a bop but you low-key got sense a little

Do your job, baby, come and get that work-work

Till you paid, get the purse, get a bag

When it squirt, do it spray? Can you twerk while I bang it?

Swervin' in the latest, **** nervous on them papers

Yeah, I heard them allegations, ain't no words to be exchangin'

I only cheat on my bitch for the bankroll

That shit ain't cheatin' if it bring home a bankrolls

Zombie up

Yeah, we outside, where it's lit up at

Make your bitch a housewife, you won't get her back

Ay, tryna find out where they do that at

All these phone identifyin' where the shooter at

I don't know what you see if you can't see me

On my fuckin' top (On my fuckin' top)

We just can't see who you are, we can see who the fuck you are not

(See who you not)

I know your language, safe to say this

Ain't your lane, we ain't the same

I know your language, safe to say this

Ain't your lane, we ain't the same

So solid, drip on, broke faucet

Your bitch outta pocket like a rich trick wallet

Can't be buyin' fool's gold from a false prophet

Who think they the hottest? They bein' melodic

They hear this shit and throw it up like it's makin' 'em vomit

White bitch, heaven in a Hellcat, speedin' demonic

You got a **** cool beans, you gettin' unfollowed

I been unbothered, gotta pop it for a profit, don't stop it

Ice, ice, baby, zero Fahrenheit

Very, very slight, diamonds on Barry White

OT hit the tree with the vacuum sealer

We never seein' notes like a backup singer

No roof, just air, where the ceiling at?

Make your housewife a ho, started sendin' that

We in the back of the club, no gang, just shorty

Huh, Lamar Jackson, ain't check me for the forty

Damn

Yeah, we outside, where it's lit up at

Make your bitch a housewife, you won't get her back

Ay, tryna find out where they do that at

All these phone identifyin' where the shooter at

I don't know what you see if you can't see me

On my fuckin' top (On my fuckin' top)

We just can't see who you are, we can see who the fuck you are not

(See who you not)

I know your language, safe to say this

Ain't your lane, we ain't the same

I know your language, safe to say this

Ain't your lane, we ain't the same