Zombie Walk

[Intro: Desiigner] Get out my way Fuck nigga talk, get the fuck out my face Chopper been loaded, the drum in our way Get in my way Let me just Get in my way Fuck nigga talk, get the fuck out my way Fuck nigga talk, get the fuck out my face Drum on the K [Verse 1: Desiigner] I’m not letting no nigga get in my way Fuck nigga talk, he get hit with the K The chopper been loaded, the drum on the K Thought I went crazy, but back in my way You could get hit up, just watch what you say Don't fuck with the 12, we got 12 in the gauge Niggas getting hit up, bodies getting zipped up Niggas start feelin' a couple of ways Diamonds in it, blaze Smoking on dope, haze First time the bitch out the cage Got infrared beam on the stage The coco, the chronic, cocaine Feelin’ like I’m Lil Wayne Lot of codeine, hid it from the from the gang Hit it, hit it, hey Chill in the trap for the winter Pockets fuller than that nigga Niggas be talking that wigga I'ma keep stackin' my chicken Lot of killers in the way Young nigga tryna get up Pick up, four, get up Pussy, forget her And I got bad bitch, she with me Twisting my weed and she rolling my swisher I got her mom in the kitchen Bout to go in the back room with her sister I’m the man, I’m the nigga Niggas didn't know I’m that nigga Some niggas not them real niggas Got to watch out for them niggas [Hook: Desiigner] Zombie walk, no control Lotta chopper, let it blow Zombie walk, no control, let it blow Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk Zombie walk, no control Lotta chopper, let it blow Zombie walk, no control, let it blow Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk [Verse 2: King Savage] I’m just smoking on dope and it's fucking my brains I’m sipping on Henny, it got me enraged I’m riding ‘round town in them Rari’s and Range Your bitch on my dick and she giving me play Savage nigga, like to play with them things He got a big missile, and he aiming for brains I don’t trust niggas, all them niggas fugazi I don’t shop on a budget, I’m just getting the cake My niggas fucked up the cake They do anything, they switching them lanes I stay with Scottie Pippen Leave your body limpin’ when I find that you fucked with the Jakes Pass me the K, bullets put face on the pave Chopper put niggas in graves Bullets put face on the pave Chopper put niggas in graves I’m sipping on Actavis I call that that the drink Nick Cannon, got the drum I think that that the beat I keep that thing on me No you can’t hang with me The chopper go bang with me Them niggas can’t hang with me [Hook: Desiigner] Zombie walk, no control Lotta chopper, let it blow Zombie walk, no control, let it blow Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk Zombie walk, no control Lotta chopper, let it blow Zombie walk, no control, let it blow Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk [Produced by The Shell God]