[Zombie Juice]
Ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
[Zombie Juice]
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
I smoke some pounds, and my niggas all around with the choppers
We got the choppers
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
I smoke a pound, my niggas got the choppers
My nigga got the choppers, my niggas goin' loud
[Issa Gold]
Who in, nigga? Had two zips with me
Get rich, die tryin', bump '03 50
My young Coast niggas know Carti die litty
Tryna get to the fetti so I died like Diddy
Love cornrows on a chick like Nelly
No 6ix9ine, never snitch on the celly
Juice been shine, throw shade on a dummy
Like Bruce Almighty, keep the power strap with me
[Zombie Juice]
If that bitch do love me then she would die for me
OG Dash in the cut with the stroke, get scummy
And that's racks and the blunts tryna get high with me
If we talkin' this church, shouldn't get right with me
[Nyck Caution]
Big digits, Nyck vicious, y'all bitches fictitious
Y'al fake it, I live it, I did it, I did it, I...
Good riddance, y'all finished
Birds chillin', blood spillin', still pitchin', no gimmicks, no
Authentic as it get
Talk about me, better pay me my respect
[Erick the Architect]
Gotta boost it, gotta boost it
I produce it, now I lose it
God know we not stupid, we invest in our students
We would never not do it, we eliminate
Give me eight minutes affluent, ask me about livin' now
Cities I blew in, hachoo, we sneeze shit
Architect three-fifths, see me lit off the Henny
Hit my jig when it's silly, whole 'fit cost me twenty
Put a kiss on the Bentley, I done spilled to you, baby
[Zombie Juice]
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
I smoke some pounds, and my niggas all around with the choppers
We got the choppers
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
I smoke a pound, my niggas got the choppers
My nigga got the choppers, my niggas goin' loud
[Kirk Knight]
Gold soul theory, I don't need no advance
Had to hug the block like I need me a tan
Twenty X molly, I just re'd up again
Leave three in his head, we can leave him a chance
Kirky, why you did that to him?
They gon' say it was self-defense
Put two more in his chance
'Cause Zombie said he better off dead
[Meechy Darko]
Vigilante in the Caddy, beam on the automatic
Know I fuck her like I love her but I ain't her baby daddy
I'm numb, no feelings, might kill these niggas
Cap peel these niggas, blood spill these niggas
Red think I'm ungrateful, damn near hateful
Crazy, thought I was the one they can relate to
Call it nervous breakdown, I call it nervous breakthrough
Please don't let the loyalty escape you
Relentless, the quicksand is right where my neck is
They double-bolted the doors of perception
Higher in voltage, my aura is bigger
My frequency different, your boy is convoying
I often see issues 'fore they even form
Ready and arm up my pistol
Knowledge plus understanding equal wisdom
Your third eye blind, them folks out to get me (Lord)
[AKTHESAVIOR]
Comin' down like a 'copter
Mike Amiri on, lookin' like a Shotta
Louis carry-on, fell in love with ganja
Keep a very long shotty for imposters
Pellegrino on the wrist cost a comma
Nefertiti on the dick, she a scholar
Been fly, you can check the flight mileage
Broke boy can't even pay homage
Pull up with the gang, tell me how they gon' stop us
Too far ahead, niggas gon' need binoculars
In the night time, crack her back like a lobster
With the right grind, make it stack like a tower
Nothin' really changed, I just smoke more sour
Money ain't a thing, we just taking what's ours
Team full of kings, what you know about power?
Still blowin' dank with the fuckin' dead loud ones
[Erick Arc Elliott]
Beast Coast got the shit that break the internet
Shout out Khaled, but I'm feelin' like we the best (We the best)
Automatic if you lavish, we don't need a TEC
Caught up in the Caddy with a baddy, you gon' need a vest
[Zombie Juice]
Need a rest, bitch, you see the exit
We don't set trip, you get the message
Kickin' game like my name is Messi
Sun through the rain, life, it ain't easy
[ Zombie Juice]
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
Hold the ground for my bones
And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause
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