A Glorious Death A$AP Twelvyy (Ft. Flatbush Zombies)

[Part I]

[Intro: A$AP Twelvyy]
Blrrt, blrrt!
It's a bird, it's a plane

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
New phone, who dis? New day, new bitch
Rang rang, there go my celly, tattoos like Makaveli
Acid trip, this bitch I'm with might overdose like Anna Smith
Crip or Blood, 50/50 love, my nigga died for this handkerchief
ZOMBiE gang, A$AP, I eat the beat and beat three
From CD to tape deck, LSD, some shroom tea
Two groupies and safe sex, threesome, AM
Amen, hallelujah, hollow clipped it, hollows through ya
Backwood smoking, Goyard gun holster, Gucci sofas
Heard you was sending shots, I was too high to notice
Marijuana, I'm smokin' potent, my eyes are glowin'
My pistol loaded, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, now you knowin'

[Verse 2: ZOMBiE Juice]
Top of the buildin' and I got a feelin'
Sudden rush to the brain, so obnoxious the feelin'
Loyalty to the drugs, feelin' so high high, nigga what?
Rolling with the clique, middle fingers up
Police on my dick, never gave a fuck
Always living trife, bitch you down to fuck?
Smoking on some shit that your mama off
Never pretend, I gotta go get it this one is all
War love got me, but since all
Talkin' 'bout some money, we gon' get it solved
Talkin' 'bout some bud, we gon' smoke it all
LSD bitch, I'm off the wall
Throw your hands up if you wanna roll
On some new shit, baby this a new phone
Got some new packs in and some quick dough
Same nigga dead niggas, 10-4
Rest in peace to my nigga nigga, Yambo