Zombieland

Tryna make it feel like less Ooh Make you feel like less Ooh That be Maaly Raw Yeah She just asked me "What's wrong, bae, is you vibin'?", yeah Keep this shit for real, is you lyin'? Yeah Ray Allen shot, I'm hearin' sirens, yeah Ayy, started from the top, clean palette, yeah Is you finna show him your talents? Yeah Is you gon' come out to Dallas? Yeah Me and slime really miss you wildin', yeah Diggy got a whole lotta damage, yeah, yeah Girl, this shit too real, I can't manage, yeah I feel like I'm jumping off a mountain, yeah It been too many days, I been countin', yeah I just pull off and crash, baby, All them niggas be counterfeit It's just why I keep on stacking it, yeah I keep thumbin', keep thumbin', On God, it's all hundreds, keep stackin' it Stuck in the wonderland, I feel like Alice in, yeah, yeah I like the way that you move when you stackin' it She hate the way I been practicing abstinence But I didn't want your heart, I stole that on an accident I got a double cup, I fill with Actavis That Promethazine kickin' my ass I been up for three days and it's sad, baby I can't give out no trust and it's bad, baby Pushin' 150, I hope I don't crash, baby We got some money, yeah (Yeah) Ferragamo on me, yeah (Yeah) And my new bitch clumsy, yeah (Yeah) 'Cause she keep trippin' on me, yeah (Yeah) And I'm movin' like a zombie, yeah (Yeah) Pink flowers, Murakami, yeah And she try to treat me like a dummy, yeah Shit was all good last week, Now this shit so ugly Free the motherfuckin' Guys all the ones that's convicted 'Cause I know you tryna go But you still can't get it If you came where I'm from You know this shit get wicked Built a house in my head And she still livin' in it, yeah 'Cause a nigga like me can say I don't visit A nigga like me pretend to go missing Why the fuck you keep on saying You wish it went different? You said "There's more fish in the sea" I went fishin' I pull off in a whole 'nother city, create distance Can never find a nigga like me, big difference I put my headphones on max, I can't listen You say I'm so narcissistic, who isn't? If I didn't do everything, then who did it? I'm trippin' 'bout everything, but who didn't? And all this shit that I did, I swear, it gets worse And the only advice I got is don't give it We got some money, yeah Ferragamo on me, yeah And my bitch so clumsy, yeah 'Cause she keep trippin' on me, yeah And I'm movin' like a zombie, yeah Pink flowers, Murakami, yeah And she try to treat me like a dummy, yeah She keep tryna treat me like a- Tryna treat me like a—, yeah I'ma fuck it up, fuck it up, three times For the niggas back home that ignore me, yeah Said it's up and it's stuck, But your ass ain't up, Girl, them niggas so corny, yeah I keep pourin', I pour 'bout a liter We keep swervin', I'm spinnin', repeater, No, no, no, no Walk out the crib with Alyx on my underclothes Got a baby Draco, I'm seeing with a hundred rolls Bet them pussy ass niggas gon' hate, I ain't one of those Maybe it's 'cause, Lil Donny off of the grid, I went somewhere he wanna go While you countin' duds, I'm countin' blue strips, It look like I just came out of honor roll (Woah-oah) You been wasting my time on the low, So it's peace and I gotta go I delete them pictures, Get that shit out my gallery, yeah, gone Girl that shit, get deep Leave you dead, underground, six feet All that shit you been doin', I peep it, baby, keep that energy when I delete See I keep that .30 on me when I creep I keep that dirty, dirty just to sleep I'm in Zombie Land, I stay off the trees See I get high so I just feel like I it's less Problems, baby Walk around like I got less problems, baby Crash the whip now I got less throttle, baby In my head, I'm at the very bottom, baby Walk in blood now I got red bottoms, baby Smash my phone now I got less drama, baby Spend my cake now I got less commas, baby Can you stay up out my face, baby? Ima- I'ma turn up outer space, baby mama (Woah-oah) Skrrt skrrt, I'ma crash and hit the brakes, baby mama Fuck it, I'ma blow the place, baby mama (Woah-oah) In a Jag', I did the race, baby mama Like, yeah, I came with my choppa, full left, With that bitch right on E Uh, so watch how you move 'Cause I swear all I wanted was peace We got some money, yeah Ferragamo on me, yeah (Yeah) And my new bitch clumsy, yeah 'Cause she keep trippin' on me, yeah And I'm movin' like a zombie, yeah Pink flowers, Murakami, yeah And she try to treat me like a dummy, yeah Shit was all good last week Now this shit so ugly, yeah