Flatbush Zombies - Inf Beams lyrics

Money can't buy happiness, dummy
It is happiness
Trap house, got work in them kitchen cabinets
Weed and them tablets, codeine and aspirin
Basking in the ambience while
I'm on the Ambien
Klonopins, gold mouth Meechy
Million dollar grin mescaline, psychedelic
Failing with the sentencing
For beating up the beat
And his tongue be his weaponry
Good aim, I'll blow a nigga brain, JF kennedy
Mind frame on the damn
Backseat of his Bentley i'm hard to tame
That's why I'm in leopard print everything
You ain't 'bout that life, so
It's best you never try, dawg
I ain't scared of death, that's
Cause I already died, dawg
Blood still wet, cut the check
And count them pies, dawg
Motherfuck the Feds, dirty money we divide
Dawg blood still wet, cut the check
And count them pies, dawg
Freaky bitch with me
Man - she'll probably lick my eyeballs

Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers
Couldn't afford a silencer
So we use a potato
Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers
Couldn't afford a silencer
So we use a potato
Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers
Couldn't afford a silencer
So we use a potato
Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers
Couldn't afford a silencer
So we use a potato

Smoking GDP, mixed with some Chocolope
Hash in the bowl
That super-duper stinky flow
Juicy be the name, gettin' brain
That's a zombie fault
Flatbush nigga, walking dead
That's a killer flow smith & Wesson
Catching wreck in your confession
Want the safe, and the stash
And the ma'fucking weapons
Too much Hen, now Juice is going in
Off tops, fuck cops, we hot, you not
That's why they honoring
I've only been around for a second
But I'm killing it
No rest for the wicked, niggas stay lifted
High-class livin'
Put the biscuit straight to your bitch lips
She gone kiss it, I am pimping
My 44's my bulldog - my
Dog shoots niggas' ears off
My full mask and my AK -
Tear a nigga out his Chevrolet
My terrier's my 22
Just for the litle-ass bitch in you
Two shots for my niggas on the block
Said he feelin' myself
And I ain't gotta see 'em hot
Outlaw, bumping 2Pac, outlaw, bumping 2Pac

I am the one to follow, I am the role model
All my tips is hollow, all my clips extended
All my whips is polished
All my teeth is gold all my bitches models
All in all I'm all for the
Onslaught of all of y'all
So all aboard everyone
Awful that I must perform a Holocaust
And offer off the souls of those
To get a simple point across
A cross cannot deport ya from
The torture or this scorcher
You will not refuse this offer
Sign the dotted line with blood
You will not refuse this offer
Sign the dotted line with blood
You will not refuse this offer