World War Z lyrics

[Intro: Glokk40Spaz & BabySolid]
Aye woah, I'm mad as f*ck
Gone mad n*gga, don't give a f*ck right now (DJ Rennessy f*ck that sh*t up man)
Mad, what the f*ck

[Verse: BabySolid & Glokk40Spaz]
For them blue hunnids gon' get your ass rolled like a sixty (Whoa)
I got the best shooters in the bitty
Automatic stick don't f*ck with no semi (Nah)
I'ma beat the block till the trap house empty
One phone call got sumo on the line (We gone be OK)
Young n*gga get to [?] but I don't f*ck with no rhymes
Lemon squeeze on the trigger, I don't f*ck with no limes (Nah)
Four nick on my waist, I ain't dropping no dime
When I caught my first body, I lost my mind
Huh, two Guns like I'm Django
Don't come over here with yo pack causе that sh*t get finagle
Walk out with that stick and the K causе I'm able (Yah)
My n*gga psyched out and I'm mentally stable
f*ck n*gga pipe down can't go gainst the high table
You know she bite down when she see Lil glokk angry (Yo Ren, what the f*ck you doing)
The only safe one I don't want no more labels
No Netflix and chill she suck di*k we watch cable
He talk bout the gang then we toast him like bagels
[?], cause I'm smoking [?]
These n*ggas be ducking these shots like they Donald
I put that b*tch on the floor like a model
We hide your body they finding your fossils
I'm in that b*tch mouth, n*gga like tonsils
f*ck all that engine, I'm going full throttle
You n*ggas [?] sh*t like avocado
Hunnid some shooters gon hop out that Tahoe
Baby Life, where you f*ck n*ggas can't go
Bad ass b*tch she gon do what I say so
We get in the bed she spread legs like some mayo, Choppa make f*ck n*gga dance just like Ayo & Teo
I catch a body with my dad just like Ksoo
I kill real people like Tadoe
Pop out with that Drac' but it's f*ck OVO
Bless him with that fire thought he caught Holy Ghost
She keep acting shy but I just want some throat
We got some mob ties have them whoas at yo throat (We gone be OK)
I'll get on your ass if you [?]
These bullets start flying like muhf*cking birds
Velly run up with that b*tch go skrt
Fangs on that drac' like that b*tch got fur
Baby Life sh*t give a f*ck what you heard
When I'm [?]
He got fire's in that b*tch get that f*ck n*gga burnt
Got mad at your b*tch cause that b*tch miss her turn
If you send a [?] then he will return
Hit him with that shell but he keep actin shell
f*ck all my opps, kill em they still go to Hell
17 baby won't think I'll make bail
My mind was f*cked up fore I went back to jail
They call em Chris Tucker rush hour they scared
Take that boy on that ride and they say that ain't fair
Ain't no way you can hide you can't get yo ass spared
I seen me multiply I got locked up they fled
Young n*gga gone mad, I'm f*cked up in the head
Smoking on Christmas tree like a Jamaican
Pop out with black Glocks they think we just racist
You want my smoke any b*tch gotta take it
Open your mouth we fin' make that hoe taste it
Come to your block with a stick like a Haitian
Baby Life, Baby Life, Baby Life