Gucci Gucci Flatbush Zombies

[Intro: Meechy Darko]
Drugs, drugs
Drugs, drugs
Motherfucker
Drugs, drugs
Go fuck your mother
Drugs, drugs
Yeah

[Chorus: Meechy Darko]
A key of coke, a pound of shroomies
Got that molly and that lucy
Bitch, I'm feeling loony
A key of coke, a pound of shroomies
Got that molly and that lucy
Bitch, I'm feeling loony

[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
Woke up in the mornin', 'bout to get my pimpin' on
Log on Backpage, time to get my bitches off
My cuz up in the kitchen, 'bout to get that whippin' on
We pour rosé, but Cîroc is what we drinkin', though
Danked the fuck out, nothin' but that sticky, though
You niggas got a problem, catch my nine or my .22
Red hair, nice tits, call that bitch a jungle pussy
Louis this, Gucci shit, save that for them sucker rookies
And my weed's straight from the west
Bag it by the zip, that's 400, nothing less
Bag it by the P, that's 4,000 fuckin' stacks
That's racks on top of racks, tax free on top of that
5-0 can suck my sack, from the front or from the back
Hustle mad, word to Tracy Morgan
Got niggas in your hood pitchin' for me, fuck informants
My money make money, you niggas kinda boring