Flatbush Zombies - HELL-O lyrics

[Verse 1: Zombie Juice & Erick Arc Elliot] Got a bad b**h and she blowing sticky This Gelato and I'm blowing 50 If you pull it on my then you better k** me Kamikaze taking n***as with me Know I'm scummy, know I'm skinny Them big pockets counting plenty Ain't no money you could lend me Bonny, Clide, Bobby, Witney From the first of first you know I hold it down Log it in spread the word around Wedding cake terps like crystals now I'm moving on they say I'm different now Call investigation this a perp Deem it certain and screaming red alert Most you s**ers gotta make it work Just remember where you heard it first Problematic sh** get automatic f**ing cowards they don't want no static I'm from the towers Flatbush full of power Came up selling sour making thousands Came up selling sour making thousands Came up selling sour making thousands [Verse 2: Meechy Darko] Fleezus Christ don't say my name in vain Fire, brimstone, acid rain Watch me turn the crowd into a Spartan scene Mosh pit then I'm Moses, part the sea Acid-acid-acid-acid yuh, I think I'm back up on them d** again Acid acid acid acid yuh, I think I'm back up on them d** again [Verse 3: Erick] Yeah I see the 12 I don't want to see the cell You won't see me in some nooses Young and reckless what the moon is Fix yourself up n***a what the f** you doing? Patrick Young Keep these haters blocked you hear the shots I'm not just saying [?] relatable [?] and I said it once [Verse 4: Meech] Man f** that *mumbles* that mumble rap It's that skully low rumble rap I'll do 50 years if the police find what's inside my duffle bag Moma shoulda named me trouble man Got shrooms I ain't talking truffles and Got sheets I ain't talking slumbers and Rat-tat-tat slide up in your trap Like Kramer in through your window like Bird-Man Now the pigs in my head like I'm Harley Quinn Zombie Gang check my accomplishments It's Meechy Dark still not the father b**h [Verse 5: Zombie Juice] Keeping hundreds in the shoe box Straight cash pop a few thots Father n***as Big Pop Shots up in them 'cause I'm the Big Shot Red alert get your sh** popped [?] full of big rocks Flatbush Zombies got this sh** locked Mad Max in the gridlock