[Intro: L.O.E. Shimmy]
Zombie land, taliban man
Pompanola shit man, yeah man
N***a know what it is man
I ain’t playin' with no n***a
Yeah man, ayy
(Vince, pull up to the stu' man)
Uh

[Chorus: L.O.E. Shimmy]
I’m on fifth ave flippin' stones and trees, post up and sold [?]
I’m trippin', grippin', booted up out my mind, Glock fallin' down my knees
Get down on yo' knees, fulfill my wants and needs, tricks up my sleeve
Uh, I got that Tec in here, rappin' gon' take me there
But until then, I keep sellin' these P’s
Pocket full of G’s, but I’m bangin' Z’s
Rap don’t work then it’s back to sellin' keys
Never slippin', buy a choppa overseas
Perky got me itchin', just like I got fleas
I got straight Zombieland 'round me
Yo? What’s on his head, we gon' collect that bounty
I was so stuck in them trenches and jumpin' them fences
This rappin' shit found me

[Verse 1: L.O.E. Shimmy]
Them n***as fuck up my energy, they tryna doubt me, don’t want 'em around me
How you think I got them racks, I’m straight finessin'
Spin a ben, SRT, you hear the engine
Wambino with it, I ain’t have to check in
Big ass 308, it’s rippin' through intestines
It’s Givenchy [?], oh
Booted off of perkies when I’m divin' in her
Buss down Cuban link, it make it feel like winter
When it’s time to murder, I get sentimental
Uh, I’m so gentle with her, don’t know I’ma [?] her
Skeeted in her, told her “It was accidental”
Don’t give me my flowers or give no cred'
Them n***as gettin' bodies, we dead
Man, free Baby since a lil cat boy
Spinnin' and splash, Cody turned to a pig
Them crackers put a band on my leg, got a bag on my head
I don’t know what I did?
I’m spinnin' and rappin' and smackin' and trappin'
At the same time, I’m duckin' the feds
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
L.O.E. Shimmy my n***a, I say he a hitta, so don’t let the braces fool you
Shot a n***a in Pompano, landed in Cali, already, they think I do Voodoo
I’m rockin' the SG sock with the Yeezy slides, I’m zoolin' as usual
Don’t let these bitches use you
N***as and bitches, they just wanna use you
I kept it goin', uploadin' on YouTube
Bitch, I don’t owe you, don’t know you at all
Ain’t no leechin', n***a, get you a job
Broke as fuck, I used to sit on the block
Dead broke, I was gettin' impatient
Capagold, I made plenty n***as change it
Lemme hold some' or bitch, I’ma take it
Fuck the opps, I’ll drop my location
Better not pull up on me with no pistol
Black ops, hundred round, quick shoot, missile
Hundred round, ten seconds, hundred round, ten seconds
Hundred round, ten seconds, popped a hundred percs, n***a
Ten percs in ten minutes

[Chorus: L.O.E. Shimmy]
I’m on fifth ave flippin' stones and trees, post up and sold [?]
I’m trippin', grippin', booted up out my mind, Glock fallin' down my knees
Get down on yo' knees, fulfill my wants and needs, tricks up my sleeve
Uh, I got that Tec in here, rappin' gon' take me there
But until then, I keep sellin' these P’s
Pocket full of G’s, but I’m bangin' Z’s
Rap don’t work then it’s back to sellin' keys
Never slippin', by a choppa overseas
Perky got me itchin', just like I got fleas
I got straight Zombieland 'round me
Yo? What’s on his head, we gon' collect that bounty
I was so stuck in them trenches and jumpin' them fences
This rappin' shit found me