Half - Quentin Miller, Victor Kwesi Mensah

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Born and raised 1−3-1−7

Born and raised 1−3-1−7

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Half a zombie, I got white bitches like Abercrombie

Popped the vyvanse and it hit me like a titan, yeah

I flew Delta and I flexed it like it’s private, yeah

How much you spent to take her out?

I spend a grip on my bitch

Cause I got it, I got it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got it, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it

Don’t trip, I got it, yeah, yeah, yeah

Addy’s takin' hold now, I’m on a roll now

Oh you niggas know us now?

I’m touchin' road now

I linked up with Needlz, he ten minutes from the house

Just like your TV, we in the house, in the house, yeah

Niggas pocket-watchin', niggas pocket-watchin'

Wait, bitches pocket-watchin', that is not a problem

Niggas thought that they could stop 'em, but they not gon' stop me

With your girl, I change the topic to that sloppy-toppy

Got a new thing out in Vegas

I got hoes in different area codes like Nate did

Flex up on my haters by mistake and

Coach Cam roll in flagrance

And I put on for my city and my state

Middle fingers to my enemies and all the ones they came with

Hold up wait, '97 made the lane switch

Hold up wait, it’s a shame cause I can’t miss

Half a zombie, I got white bitches like Abercrombie

Popped the vyvanse and it hit me like a titan, yeah

I flew Delta and I flexed it like it’s private, yeah

How much you spent to take her out?

I spend a grip on my bitch

Cause I got it, I got it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got it, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it

Don’t trip, I got it, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Pour some, my young niggas is zombies)

I looked up with Quentin at the Tidal show, I know he got me

You bet my 'gera you a jack-ass

They know not to try me

I can tell by what they rockin' that they pocket-watchin'

I think he shop at Buffalo Exchange, that’s not Armani

Houston we have a problem, man niggas rocket-launchin'

I think they contemplating stoppin', that is not a option

Drinkin Tequila old-fashioned with my new bitch

Ayye, shout to my Uncle Frank

Stella, I got my groove back

Tell me who’s the goat, I’m really lampin' in that lambo

I don’t wear Bape no more, I’m in the cut like I wear camo

This white girl with me, she got lips like Little Black Sambo

You mad in movie clips, right now I feel like fucking rambo

Ayye, Zoe Kravits, let her know I just might shoot the club up

Ayye, hol' up, wait

Let’s have a baby girl, I’ll lose the rubber

Ayye, hol' up, wait

SSX, tricky flex maneuvers

I’m leanin' like I’m jason off a half of Freddy Krueger

Half a zombie, I got white bitches like Abercrombie

Popped the vyvanse and it hit me like a titan, yeah

I flew Delta and I flexed it like it’s private, yeah

How much you spent to take her out?

I spend a grip on my bitch

Cause I got it, I got it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got it, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it

Don’t trip, I got it