Don't Do Drugs Kids Lyrics - Singles - Flatbush Zombies

[Intro x4] 

Acid, acid 

Tab, tab 

Roll it, smoke it 

Take a drag, drag 

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott] 

Ain't no heart in the music, it's all device 

In the lab cooking work like Walter White 

My general salute, I got a gram or two 

And have a nigga head spinning like a poltergeist 

Probably never gon' change, nigga, fuck fame 

This is real cocaine, nigga, nigga, numb to the gums 

Numb, numb 'til you spit 

Nothing I ever do is wack, so in fact, I am that sick 

Nigga, hit it once then he pass it 

Casket, casket, I am often drastic 

Undead to the dead, two horns in my head 

Levitating when my eyes become red, dawg 

Nectar for the holy protector, wreck them 

Yes, I carry along weapon, just in case 

Machine gun them, we clear the place 

True jan love, ganja we blaze 

[Hook x2: Meechy Darko] 

Don't do drugs, kids, give them to I 

It's amazing how acid could open your eyes 

My face look sour cause I'm smoking it, guy 

I'm so damn high, can't open my eyes 

Related 

The Best Karaoke Songs Ever, Ranked 

Love Stinks, So Here Are 15 Anti-Valentine's Day Songs 

Modern Love: The Best Top 40 Love Songs For Valentine's Day 

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko] 

You the best, nuh-uh, I'm the best, bruh bruh 

Shotgun, pump pump, leave you leaking, slump slump 

Now you all fucked up, don't compare us to nobody, nigga, they're not us 

Had to die for these [?] fuck the music in my [?] 

O.G. I puff, gold teeth, not much if (Not at all) 

Told her I don't give a fuck unless the money's involved 

Or drugs involved, or fucks involved 

Baby, a dollar and a dream'll make your money evolve 

Like watered down packs, you're not that raw 

These Bolivian bars that I'm stepped on 

Hear [?] 

Nigga, you slipping if you ain't near [?] 

Supreme seams, Zombie logo 

Or I'm wearing polo, eye bleed hit trees meet sonny bono 

Between these seas and I row row row row 

Radiant girl can't see my aura 

I'm Meechy, I needs me a Rita Ora 

Lock your daughters, I'm coming for her 

I knock that bitch up and I not support her, I'm joking, sorta 

You know my future's bright and I'm kinda important 

I don't need the karma, drama, baby momma 

Let's hear bout [?] I let you spray the llama 

When doubt I got problems, I spit that fool and drown in a coffin 

The world's on my back and it's quite exhausting 

But I'mma keep it squeezing it for all this fortune, I'm off this 

Photos