Desiigner - Zombie Walk (feat. King Savage) Lyrics
[Intro: Desiigner]Get out my way***** nigga talk, get the ***** out my faceChopper been loaded, the drum in our wayDrum on the K[Verse 1: Desiigner]I’m not letting no nigga g-get in my way***** nigga talk, he get hit with the KThe chopper been loaded, the drum on the KThought I went crazy, but back in my wayYou could get hit up, just watch what you sayDon't ***** with the 12, but got 12 in the gaugeNiggas getting hit up, bodies getting zipped upNiggas start feelin' a couple of waysDamian Lillard, blazeSmoking on dope, hazeFlex on the *****, Johnny CageGot infrared beam on the stageThe coco, the chronic, cocaineFeelin’ like I’m Lil WayneLot of codeine, hid it from the from the gangHit it, hit it, heyChill in the trap for the winterPockets full of that dead niggaNiggas be talking that wiggaI'ma keep stackin' my jiggaLot of killers in the WestYoung nigga tryna get upPick up, fall, get up*****, fall get upAnd I got bad *****, she with meTwisting my weed and she rolling my swisherI got her mom in the kitchenBout to go in the back room with her sisterI’m the man, I’m the niggaNiggas didn't know I’m that niggaSome niggas not them real niggasGot to watch out for them niggas[Hook: Desiigner]Zombiie walk, no controlLotta chopper, let it blowZombiie walk, no control, let it blowLotta chopper, no control, zombiie walkZombiie walk, no controlLotta chopper, let it blowZombiie walk, no control, let it blowLotta chopper, no control, zombiie walk[Verse 2: King Savage]I’m just smoking on dope and it's *****ing my brainsI’m sipping on Henny, it got me enragedI’m riding ‘round town in them Rari’s and RangeYour ***** on my dick and she giving me playSavage nigga, like to play with them thingsHe got a big missile, and he aiming for brainsI don’t trust niggas, all them niggas fugaziI don’t shop on a budget, I’m just getting the cakeMy niggas *****ed up the cakeThey do anything, they switching them lanesI stay with Scottie PippenLeave your body limpin’ when I find that you *****ed with the JakesPass me the K, bullets put face on the paveChopper put niggas in gravesBullets put face on the paveChopper put niggas in gravesI’m sipping on ActavisI call that doctor-drinkNick Cannon, got the drumI think that that the beatI keep that thing on meNo you can’t hang with meThe chopper go bang with meThem niggas can’t hang with me[Hook: Desiigner]Zombiie walk, no controlLotta chopper, let it blowZombiie walk, no control, let it blowLotta chopper, no control, zombiie walkZombiie walk, no controlLotta chopper, let it blowZombiie walk, no control, let it blowLotta chopper, no control, zombiie walk
