YBA

Lyrics

[Intro: Meechy Darko] Oh Uh, yeah, uh [Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Whatever happened to mobbin'? Instead of fist fightin', niggas is busy bloggin' This shit is a problem Flatbush Zombie, dead walkin', caution Every word I spit, every verb I flip, awesome I raise the margin And Pimp C would probably be proud of me 'Cause I been bangin' dames since Wayne was sayin' "wobblety wobblety" The game is full of squares and I don't fit in, I'm isosceles Tell her take her clothes off, drop her hair and roll that chronic leaf, ha If she don't let me poke it, baby, it's buenas noches I be leanin' in the graveyard smokin' somethin' potent Nigga let's be civil I give her dick and she shiver, you give her dick and she giggle My ego gettin' bigger If Source was around, I'd get five mics Sex party, need, hand me five dykes They fuck me, though Roll it fast and I puff it slow Yeah, my flow bounce off that bass and percussion, though 'Bout to roll another O Pass it to my brother, though Y'all niggas in trouble, yo [Chorus: Meechy Darko] We the young, black and arrogant Weed we be carryin' They greet us like kings 'cause we arrive in these chariots Bitches wanna marry us, niggas wanna bury us But when it all falls, who'll be the one to carry us? Gettin' closer to the end by each step They say all the real niggas dead and gone, but we left Dog, I thought I told you that we go hard Flatbush Zombies, motherfucker, yeah, we go hard [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Young, black and arrogant Addicted to the finer shit OG presidential, the sour taste is immaculate Niggas on that Ave., talkin' that, they ain't 'bout it, shit I be bustin' bars, bustin' broads, trust me, nigga, this my heart We can take it to the park, let it spark Bang-bang, two shots, have a change of heart I'm aloof with the goof, fuck the boys in blue Never trust a nigga, never trust you, too Rolled about a hundred doobs, catch me smokin' somethin' blue Blue dream, feed me LSD please Heard them niggas talkin' down low, word of mouth I could put you on, sonny, the drug game ain't all sunny The rap game is real funny, and I ain't playin' with you monkeys Now how can I survive? Got me askin' white Jesus "Will a nigga live or die?" The Lord can't see us You quit your lil' job, I ain't never fuckin' work (Never) All I know is this trip, pimp a ho on this dough Pounds of weed, morphine, blues, them oxys [Chorus: Meechy Darko] We the young, black and arrogant Weed we be carryin' They greet us like kings 'cause we arrive in these chariots Bitches wanna marry us, niggas wanna bury us But when it all falls, who'll be the one to carry us? Gettin' closer to the end by each step They say all the real niggas dead and gone, but we left Dog, I thought I told you that we go hard Flatbush Zombies, motherfucker, yeah, we go hard [Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott] I'm like, hello, we got Carmelo You can't compare, ho Seein' me with my kinfolk when I rock black hoodies and timbos Kickin', you started with zero, missin' that man in the mirror My vanity is insanity, ragin' bull like DeNiro Ridin' with that becky, open that third eye if you'll let me Open your legs up like a Nestle Crunch and munch, what's for lunch? Hold this blunt for the one's that I run from Got a lot of niggas runnin' from the gun, gun But I won't say names Got a lot of fame to attain right before I'm done, done Cups full of rose mo' Won't sip slow, low-key flow Codeine 'do architect from the tech of the green flesh Better bring decks if you smoke smoke somethin' so Tell me when to go, gotta move now Think so high, gotta cool down Doin' big things kinda rude now If you talk with the chest gotta put the food down Bitch you know, ain't got a lot of change but the wrist will glow Don't say her name but I hit the ho Listen bro, never heard a nigga like this before Never heard a nigga like this before Smoke another doob then I hit the road OE drank and that shit is cold So I'm '88 in my '64 [Chorus: Meechy Darko] We the young, black and arrogant Weed we be carryin' They greet us like kings 'cause we arrive in these chariots Bitches wanna marry us, niggas wanna bury us But when it all falls, who'll be the one to carry us? Gettin' closer to the end by each step They say all the real niggas dead and gone, but we left Dog, I thought I told you that we go hard Flatbush Zombies, motherfucker, yeah, we go hard