Infrared lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd, Juice WRLD & Future]
I feel like a zombie 'cause I smoke dope and be dead (Oh), yeah (DY Krazy)
Yeah (Smoke dope and be dead)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd, Juice WRLD, & Both]
Huh, I feel like a zombie 'cause I smoke dope and be dead
n*gga talkin' tough sh*t, I'ma paint his ass red
.223's, extensions, and you know the beam infrared, yeah, yeah
Peel your f*ckin' top back (Blaw, blaw, blaw, blaw)
Pulled up in that drop-top, they can't top that (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), yeah
I pull my di*k out, told her, “top that” (Yeah, yeah)
She dancin' on my di*k, you know that's where the Glock at, yeah (Brr, brr, brr)

[Verse: Juice WRLD & Trippie Redd]
Moncler my coat (Yeah), that's how I stand in the cold (Yeah, let's go)
Me and Trippie, we back from the dead (Uh-huh, yeah)
We on zombie mode (Yeah)
b*tch, it's triple nine (Yeah), and 1400, ho (And 1400, ho, yeah)
Kel-Tec with the hunter scope
Sendin' shots out the Hummer (Bow, yeah, bow, yeah)
b*tch, it's triple six
If you talk that sh*t, better walk that sh*t
We on some walk down sh*t
Pull up to your crib and we gon' walk down, b*tch (Bah, bah)
b*tch, you ain't no shooter, uh
I don't do computers, uh
I pull up and shoot you, uh
Yeah, all this ice in my medulla, uh
All these stones on my body, I feel like Medusa, uh, yeah
And my pockets hella wide just like Rasputia, yeah