Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Micahl H B
Songwriter:in
Ellis N B
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Cars only impress broke people, Liabilities only impress broke people
Clothes only impress broke people, Bags only impress broke people
Shoes only impress broke people, You behaving like you have money
Only impress broke people
I love them opai, yeah her boobies, This ain't no club house don't act goofy
No,I'll never spend the night, Check my phone and you gon' cry
I be up at two, I done seen some ghouls, You can't hang
Do some dumb shit with my bro, Do some Zom shit with my bro
Dropping a bomb on you niggas, Look like Nagasaki
Shoutout Zom sito who got me in this rapping shit
We were both sad when Glo passed, I couldn't show that
Swear a couple times this nigga saved my life
Two seated car where the windows look like night
Over 5k, bro wanna risk his life
Subi jeans where the rackys fit so tight
Get that bag nigga, I'm getting majins, Just give me time
Smoked a good gas, cost a pretty dime
To the top nigga, best believe I climb
They didn't like us, not zom enterprise
I'm going stupid, stupid with these rhymes
I wanna quit nigga, I'm running out of time
Just going both ways nigga, use yo mind
Is you gon' stack up, Is you gon' grind
Shi, get the lil racks up
Lead on ya ass, car going fast
Complain about the motion
We roll on, we roll on, we roll on, the rest of yo gas
Roll up your gas homie
And get off your ass
Get your racks up
Zom corp enterprise, yeah we on the move
So favorited, so high, nigga put me on the honor roll
Skipping class gasing up behind the school
That's what makes me strange nigga, y'all ain't got no clue
I done got a AK, pointed in my face
I don't fear man, but the one who sits at heaven gates
I done up the score, when peel off, yall won't my fave
Got some zombie minoins, they ain't yellow, they gon eat yo brains
As a ZEO, how you take my style and my pace
You know I can't love you when we fucking while you say my name
Writer(s): Ellis B, Micahl B
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