Drama

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]

Yeah

Phone is unavailable, feel it like it's real evolved

I can sense a ménage à ma four, my repertoire

Is really, really "my god", air freshener in your car

We hot boxin' in yo' whip, that means I'm just really gone

Highly medicated off this sticky ground greeny

Cup full of Henny, box full of Wheaties

Switch you out them church clothes, then you make a mess of me

Freak you on a Sunday, God knows that you're blessin' me

Back twisted, act different, I just have visions

Me and Mac, bad bitches playin' badminton

Little jack grippin', past livin' large

At home with a big garage

Zombies is killin' shit, send them my best regards

Pussy, money, weed, that's all a nigga need, boy

My philosophy, never be a decoy

I'm feelin' good, homie, Helen Keller shit

Heaven knows my name is smokin' for the hell of it

[Chorus: Kaya & Meechy Darko]

All the fresh cuts, and you're slick too

Keep a girl feelin' stuck like [?]

Be the first love, say what I want

So when I'm sure you really got it, snatch you right up

And if you like that, you're gonna love this

This homegrown, real strong, it's that Kaya piff

You can't smoke it, though, but you're gonna love it

Get you high (Smoke it up, smoke it up)

So high (Smoke it up, smoke it up)

La-da-da-da, baby (Light it, light it, light it)

Do-la-da-da, hey (Light it, light it, light it)

Get you high (Smoke it up, smoke it up)

So high (Smoke it up, smoke it up)

La-da-da-da, ooh-da-da (Light it, light it, light it)

Ooh-da-da-da, hey (Uh, yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]

She just kick her feet up, let her hair down and roll up

I just see the smirk, grab the bottle, then I pour up, ha

You know what? Nah, you don't know, huh?

All these drugs in my system, barely losin' focus

Smokin' on that loud shit, eyes Barry Manilow

You say you feelin' love sick, well, baby, here's the antidote

Pull her hair, grab her throat, do that shit with passion, though

Fuck with the cameras on, in dramatic fashion, yo

"Smoke me" what my blunt say, "Fuck me" what her cunt say

Nigga, I don't want the daily news unless I'm front page

Spit fire, I'm a molotov monster

Versace shades, Coogie on, lookin' like Poppa

It's a party, bust that pussy open like piñata

Go deep, tug sheets, skeet, then it's bye-bye

Lookin' like a angel

Might I sin? Lick-lick-lick-lick you to your halo

Tongue power, scattered showers, now you need a raincoat

And it's fuck 'em all 'cause I could never die faithful

Pussy stay tight, ass jello, though

But she stay high, that's my hello ho

Some nigga like 'em shy, but I prefer them bold

Is it still a one night stand if she's on all fours?

Let's go half on a baby, powder pink, computer blue

It's war in these sheets, I'm bustin' and she bustin' too

If I was in the right mind, I would die, come back and wife you twice

Fuck the right mind, bitch, the world is mine, my life is trife

Dreams of the americana, devil's pie, the final slice

Dreamed of the americana, devil's pie, the final slice

[Bridge: Zombie Juice]

Don't fight it, light it

Don't fight it, just light it, light it, light it

Don't fight it, light it

Don't fight it

Don't fight it, light it, light it, light it

Don't fight it, light it, light it

Don't fight it, grab a lighter, and light it

Don't fight it, nigga, don't fight it

Light it, light it, light it

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]

So gritty it's trilly

Smoke weed, rep my city

If you with it then hit it

Little mama is giddy

Give Obama the finger

Slide the clip through my nina

Man fuck y'all niggas, I don't want your feature

Fettuccine, luchini, either way, get it easy

No need to be greedy

Burn weed by the tree, B, it's leafy

And plain bitches give me heebie-jeebies

That's why I roll these planes

Keep us high up in the game

Presidential suite, shake her ass in the frame

Shoot a bitch, POV, you know my steelo

J-U-I-C, you know my name, ho

Pussy, money, weed, I get pussy when I need

Count it up, bag it up, I get money when I sleep

Dead walker, go harder than Ed Lover

Nosebleed, we dream like three pairs of ho pairs

I'm Christ nice, Lucifer wanna hold hands

[Outro: Kaya]

Get you high

So high

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Get you high

So high