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    1. A$ap mob & flatbush zombies tracki. Track istər klipi, istər verseləri, istərsə də beati ilə çox möhtəşəm bir işdir. Çox ağır trackdir.
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    Ah, it's a plane, it's a bird, it's a zombie, hahaha

    [Verse 1: Meech]
    The highest high, I'm Ayatollah
    Rubber on my dick, allergic to baby strollers
    Blue dream, that amazing odor
    Ant is a pyrex I'm the coke and the baking soda
    Juice be the blue flame that create the whole thing
    Rap game, crack game, apparently the same thing
    If this was eighty-something I'd be in shell toes
    Gucci link fat rings ashy ass elbows
    Saving every penny trying to get up out this hell hole
    For my super-thugs, hustlin' up off the jail phone
    Life's a battle fool you better have your weapon drawn
    How could I be scared of death, bitch, I'm already gone
    Money on my mind, your bitch on my zipper
    Breaking up pound after pound, THC on every finger
    You gon' need a boost from God to get as high as me nigga
    Excuse me, I meant to say as high as we nigga

    Flatbush Zombie, A$AP Mobbin
    Hit a killswitch and put an end to any problem

    [Verse 2: Juice]
    Hash and weed, hash in a bong
    Got weed by the ton, got blow by the load
    If you wanna get throwed, A$AP Ant got the po-tion
    Three fly ass bitches with we
    Double-cupped them double D's
    Hi-high nigga, hi-high livin'
    Three young ass niggas running shit, no slippin'
    Gotta know the game, gotta know the lane, gotta know the pain
    No handouts, ain't shit easy
    Dark shades, on my Eazy-E
    Got bitches on my mini-me
    And you niggas in the rap game can't relate
    I'm real pimpin', no fornicating
    Fuck what you heard, I'm goin' ape
    Smokin Grape Ape, fuck your mixtape, that's a weed plate
    Zombie style
    A$AP, never mind these clowns
    I love brain, zombie style, never mind these clouds

    [Interlude: A$AP Ant]
    Juice pass me the weed, Meech where the acid at?
    A$AP Ant in this bitch, uh

    [Verse 3: A$AP Ant]
    I'm a demon triple beaming, painting pictures rapin' Mona Lisa
    Blood sheets, creepin for the panties
    With the collar danny's
    Killin bitches sniffin' panties
    Willy wonka candy semen
    Three niggas, one bitch, one clip
    One brain dead girl
    Off your mind leave your brains on your moms
    Razor blades dipped in bleach
    Tear your skin to pieces
    Dump the body in Tennessee
    Highway getaway OJ bronco
    Cap it baby drive em off the bridge
    Look into my eyes, vivid tears
    I see fear, ya'll some fuckin' queers
    Grow a fuckin' pair, I'm 'posed to be here
    'Posed to be dead, overdosed on shrooms
    Let's cruise, drive by on site
    Ride like a bike, for my zombie homies kill tonight


    [Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
    A$AP niggas we aliens
    Cold-blooded nigga, reptilian
    Acid, acid, ambiens
    Only fuck a bitch if she lesbian
    Trill niggas run the city, got the key on lock
    Juice got the juice, nigga Meech gon' pop
    Addie in the Caddy with the heat on cock
    When a Mac go (blakk) cuz the beef don't stop, nigga
    My name is, that pretty motherfucker
    From the land of the lost of the gully and the gutta
    See the Preds made a toast for the honey and the butter
    Only die for two things, that's my money and my mother, motherfucker!
    Niggas know my name, did I stutter?
    Niggas know me, man I keep it one hunna
    I'm a stunna
    Hood By Air for the summer
    Toast to the God and it cost nine hunna
    So-so ru-run up if you wanna
    Mac in the backpack, right by the Macbook
    And I rep that Harlem
    And my Zombie niggas straight out of Flatbush

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