[Hook x2: Meechy So grams, unzip the bag Dip in my hand, then I trees So when you shade, it could never harm me (So you throw shade, it could never harm me)
1: Meechy Darko] Lions lose sleep over the 'pinion of sheep On the road to the riches, money to my cleats I am moi, magnifique, skin noir, Darky with the most opinions usually have the least It's funny how now rappers be on their shit Downloaded my tape, sat back, shit Acid a hundred hits, shroom caps and hash bricks Trippy like that Child chick on 106 white bitch had the fucking nerve to call me a nigger When she the one the surgeon for her lips to get bigger Do you get the bigger picture? Shit is backwards, my You sneak dissing, jabs, get your boxing on Cause you ain't get the word, I'm Lesnar in the octagon This shit is straight absurd, do not hate me cause your is shitty I no pity, you turd, you better off in the dirt Now you off dead, like the title of my work
[Hook: Darko]
[Verse 2: Zombie Everyday, me and Mary You might say I'm addicted, but me, I'm lifted Stoned so loud, you can hear me in the Smoking girl scout, by the ounce Mary cheat me Mary not a bitch that'll lie and deceive me Spread it even, even, wax in the evening Dab or die trying, on the road to Damn, try and stick me for my paper trying to take me under, I've seen it through the vapors Jealous ones still envy, got a real with me And my bitch will talk some shit and smoke the kil' me Meech will hide the body, enough of that They saying talk is cheap, so I'll be smiling when we screaming "Zombies!" out in England But I'm on the block with Mary, pushing and Ah ah ah, I'm feeling Thizzle, fo' shizzle, my nizzle, riddles on instrumentals life, blotter in the night Fill my (Fill my appetite)
[Hook: Darko]
3: Erick Arc Elliot] Could be mans, or be your fan, or be your kin Pay dues, man, I gotta choose, whether I lose or win this Foe or friend, can't determine the The instance see you peaking, they pussy be leaking fluid My nigga, what is you doing, all black in the of a Buick I'm I'm sadistic as sin, as I'm making murderous music We rep the same things, nah, don't bother confuse it So much stressing on my brain, think I'ma lose it Human vagabond, hoes that stow they panties in my on Why you niggas acting nonchalant (Honest, bro) your publication that say I'm a third wheel Architect build your mind, set stress but won't Oh yes, I smoke kill, I'm crack, you krills I pack, you deal, in fact, I'm so chill I'm off the pivot, six stitches to your image Not offended you call me genius, all that means is
[Hook: Darko]