Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PRADA ZOMBIE, artist - Yung Bans. Album song MISUNDERSTOOD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Foundation
Song language: English
PRADA ZOMBIE |
And I got a Glock for the shooter |
Pull up on Lil Uzi, she gon' give the coochie, huh |
Young rich nigga, I knew it |
Young rich nigga, she said, «I knew it» (Yeah) |
All these drugs that I’m on take my soul and my body |
I’m a young rich nigga, bitch, I’m a Prada zombie |
Laid up with your bitch, kick it, eatin' calamari |
Shorty suck me so good, don’t even get me started |
Shit on these niggas, I’m sorry, not sorry |
Droppin' the top, I’ma flex in the 'Rari |
I am so off of this Earth, I’m a martian |
Smashin' this ho, she a thot, she a Barbie |
I ain’t even showin' no love, niggas ain’t showed no love to us |
And I’m on all these drugs, pop one, sip some', mix it up |
Hottest young nigga in the sun, say you want smoke, I’ll never run |
Should’ve already known from the jump, bitch, I am the chosen one |
Brand new chopper got kickback, kickback (Yeah) |
All inside her mouth like a Tic-Tac, Tic-Tac (Yeah) |
Drip on my body cost ten racks, mismatch |
Kill a nigga mama, guns up, yeah, click-clack |
Put some money on my head, tell your shooter get that shit back |
How the fuck you think you street? |
Lil' nigga, you’s a real rat |
Convertible Masi', the top, it gon' peel back |
Niggas tell in they rappin', no, I cannot feel that |
Made up your mind, I lose it |
Glock .40 shootin', blood just oozin', huh |
Put a lil' bitch in some Pucci |
Know she a groupie, I just want coochie |
Hit her in the backseat listening to Uzi |
I just wan' fuck her if shorty could use me |
Dior my demin, no, I don’t wear Nudy |
As soon as I get the money, I abuse it |
All these drugs that I’m on take my soul and my body |
I’m a young rich nigga, bitch, I’m a Prada zombie |
Laid up with your bitch, kick it, eatin' calamari |
Shorty suck me so good, don’t even get me started |
Shit on these niggas, I’m sorry, not sorry |
Droppin' the top, I’ma flex in the 'Rari |
I am so off of this Earth, I’m a martian |
Smashin' this ho, she a thot, she a Barbie |
I ain’t even showin' no love, niggas ain’t showed no love to us |
And I’m on all these drugs, pop one, sip some', mix it up |
Hottest young nigga in the sun, say you want smoke, I’ll never run |
Should’ve already known from the jump, bitch, I am the chosen one |