Chords for Zombie Juice - Lava - Prod. By The Architect (Official Music Video)

[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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I don't give a fuck, bro.
All my niggas dirty.
See a nigga cut, though it's like 230.
Call a cruddy, cut the up most, up most.
I'm getting head from the front, though.
Front foul, nigga, right here at your front, though.
Oh, [Eb] no.
Ron, bitch, I like Rondo.
Switch the flow.
Can you hit me like some of my old folks?
That's how when they thank [Gm] it, money to the feds, bro.
Real shit, nigga.
All I do is Evo.
Slippin' on niggas like on the team, the free throw.
Flat bush, poor deck, nigga, I'm a hero.
And all your hoes, man, I got like zero.
I'm not so bullshit.
I eat your hoes.
Took enough acid, I'm good like Neo.
Niggas took my style, man, I feel like [E] I got a geek, though.
Slap champ, toast a nigga [Gm] like some Bito.
Pito, hook up some of this minus.
Treat you so good, cause you're only what you like.
And this vibe is so quiet, they see through your mind.
Take your eye vests, your eyelash, your ice cape,
they'll find [Bbm] that they get what they want ya.
Hear what they taught ya.
[F] Reprogram yourself, I'm rappin' for your health.
[Eb] Broken in ambition, I'm willing to [F] rock.
You girls act up, act like that's in [Gm] your mind.
Grime right, grime tight, should've been signed twice.
If this the outcome, I'm waiting on my next life.
Roll the dice, motherfucker, get your shit straight.
Ben Gray, flipping weight, call me Triple H.
Yeah, zombies we the shit, man.
_ Zombies we the clique, man.
Palm trees like a [C] birthday.
And it ain't nothing [Bb] like the [F] first day.
Ain't nothing like the first day.
You can judge, but I'm [B] blunt when I turn taste.
Know a nigga all around, I'm on worst day.
See you stepping on my lawn, need to hurt sway.
Yeah, the hurt sway, nothing like the first day.
You can [Abm] judge, but I'm blunt when I turn taste.
Know a nigga all around, I'm on worst day.
See you stepping on my lawn, need to hurt sway.
On the first day.
Back, take the gang, got my [C] eyes on her.
Back [N] the fuck up.
I got juice in her, you can't compare.
Living like this can't be rare.
I ain't talking to you only about the [Abm] ends of sheer.
All red, I'm looking like the princess near.
And the bitch with me [Ebm] looking like the baddest here.
High as us, throw my mouth like a chandelier.
Back to [E] back, smoking like I can't be here.
[Ebm] Yeah, back against the world, me against the world.
Battle to be fought, trying to hit the floor.
Trying to hit a show, never let the ball.
Hanging on the wall, nigga been the boss.
I'm not a straight up, but the more selfish man.
So goddamn, lonely clips in the dollar band.
Run up in the crib, dog, feeling like Brumman.
Coachella overseas, feeling like [Db] summer jam.
Mr.
P, by that body, so many [Ebm] clubs around me.
Had to cut him off, feeling like they can't define me.
Blowing in the wind, no more rain, the shit you get from me.
Any way the wind blows, go hear me in the rap flows.
These new niggas just hoes, like [Abm] they see I [Gb] change clothes.
Turnt taste like mango, dope in the [Ab] bank flow.
Coca-Cola [Bbm] can't go, your aim bitch, she [B] get low.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Niggas [Db] running out of [B] time, city suck up on my [Ebm] brain.
I ain't like the first day.
You can judge, but I'm blunt when I turnt taste.
No, a nigga all around on my worst day.
See you stepping on my loli the first way.
Yeah, the first way, nothing like the first day.
You can judge, but I'm blunt when I turnt taste.
No, a nigga all around on my worst day.
See [Ab] you stepping on my loli the first way.
On [Ebm] the first day. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _