[Intro: Desiigner]

Get out my way

******* ******* talk, get the ******* out my face

Chopper been loaded, the drum in our way

Drum on the K

[Verse 1: Desiigner]

I’m not letting no ******* get in my way

******* ******* talk, he get hit with the K

The chopper been loaded, the drum on the K

Thought I went crazy, but back in my way

You could get hit up, just watch what you say

Don't ******* with the 12, we got 12 in the gauge

*******s getting hit up, bodies getting zipped up

*******s start feelin' a couple of ways

Diamonds in it, blaze

Smoking on *******, haze

First time the ******* out the cage

Got infrared beam on the stage

The coco, the chronic, *******

Feelin’ like I’m Lil Wayne

Lot of codeine, hid it from the from the gang

Hit it, hit it, hey

Chill in the trap for the winter

Pockets fuller than that *******

*******s be talking that wigga

I'ma keep stackin' my chicken

Lot of killers in the way

Young ******* tryna get up

Pick up, four, get up

*******, forget her

And I got bad *******, she with me

Twisting my ******* and she rolling my swisher

I got her mom in the kitchen

Bout to go in the back room with her sister

I’m the man, I’m the *******

*******s didn't know I’m that *******

Some *******s not them real *******s

Got to watch out for them *******s

[Hook: Desiigner]

Zombie walk, no control

Lotta chopper, let it blow

Zombie walk, no control, let it blow

Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk

Zombie walk, no control

Lotta chopper, let it blow

Zombie walk, no control, let it blow

Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk

[Verse 2: King Savage]

I’m just smoking on ******* and it's ******* my brains

I’m sipping on Henny, it got me enraged

I’m riding ‘round town in them Rari’s and Range

Your ******* on my ******* and she giving me play

Savage *******, like to play with them things

He got a big missile, and he aiming for brains

I don’t trust *******s, all them *******s fugazi

I don’t shop on a budget, I’m just getting the cake

My *******s ****** up the cake

They do anything, they switching them lanes

I stay with Scottie Pippen

Leave your body limpin’ when I find that you ****** with the Jakes

Pass me the K, bullets put face on the pave

Chopper put *******s in graves

Bullets put face on the pave

Chopper put *******s in graves

I’m sipping on Actavis

I call that that the drink

Nick Cannon, got the drum

I think that that the beat

I keep that thing on me

No you can’t hang with me

The chopper go bang with me

Them *******s can’t hang with me

[Hook: Desiigner]

Zombie walk, no control

Lotta chopper, let it blow

Zombie walk, no control, let it blow

Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk

Zombie walk, no control

Lotta chopper, let it blow

Zombie walk, no control, let it blow

Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk