Zombie Juice
Sleep
[Verse 1: Juice]
Caucasian iPhone, purple weed, r­edbone
Hood rich, pimp shit, fas­t money, no slip
Hemp paper, Bob Marley, Raw­ filters for the tip
Take this, bag it up
Bring it back like Christ, cuz
All blue Chucks on
Black tee, golds on
Smash you in your red bottoms, suck it 'til your throat sore
Smack it with my left hand, grab it with my right one
All this damn pussy killin', man, I gotta smoke some
All this damn pussy in here, damn, I gotta taste one
The last call for alcohol
And any young broad that wanna get involved
With a psychiatric ward, nice dick and all
You a big bitch, no chunky
I like 'em nice slim things, Peggy Bundy
Lick until that pussy drip (Drip), I'm on my grown man
Sixty-nine be the shit, I'm on my freak now

[Chorus: Meechy Darko, Meechy Darko & Juice, Erick Arc Elliott]
24/7, 365
Money don't sleep, why the fuck should I?
Life is like a dice game, every day I'm rollin'
Closest thing to Christ, man, I feel like I'm chosen
24/7 (7), 365 (5)
Money don't sleep, why the fuck should I?
Life is like a dice game, every day I'm rollin'
Closest thing to Christ, man, I feel like I'm chosen
[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
Got the world at my palm, the universe at my toes
The finest of the high grade reeking off my clothes
Fuck a clock, time flies when you're gettin' high
Money don't sleep, so tell me, why the fuck should I?
The prefix, I ain't even in my fuckin' prime
Black Adolf, genocide in every line
Some women drop they clothes and they snort a line
Wear a rubber, we don't fuck with them abortion lines
Shall I say clinic? N***as mimic
And they follow, my chest hollow
Drunk by myself, finished the whole bottle (Drunk by myself, finished the whole bottle)
And shall I dwell on the nights I barely managed well?
What's the difference, Hell or jail
Kush make me parasail
OGs on my sneakers
O-Zs of the reefer
Sky-high, you can't see us
But you smell us through your speakers
So Cobain, no heroin or cocaine
Don't feel pain, so they call me Meech Novacane
Love the camera, I take that b—
Cannibalistic, I ate that bitch
She labeled my dick her favorite
Let me cum on her tongue, and she savor it
Kill her pussy, never shed a tear
I'm throwin' a sex party, panties on the chandelier
Be humble, or you stumble
I said be humble, or you gon' stumble
They ask about death, I say I never fear it
They ask about your music, I said I never hear it
My heart was filled with darkness, just like my appearance, just like my appearance, uh
[Chorus: Meechy Darko, Meechy Darko & Juice, Erick Arc Elliott]
24/7, 365
Money don't sleep, why the fuck should I?
Life is like a dice game, every day I'm rollin'
Closest thing to Christ, man, I feel like I'm chosen
24/7 (7), 365 (5)
Money don't sleep, why the fuck should I?
Life is like a dice game, every day I'm rollin'
Closest thing to Christ, man, I feel like I'm chosen

[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
I say I'm sky high when I'm dreamin' dawg
Another puff and I'm leanin' hard
Make sure that it's in my cup
Drink my drink till' my eyes are shut
Give her the wood like Jenga
Rapper and not a singer
If I get the upper hand
You get the middle finger
Hella crystals, I like the way you shine
Livin' my day to day but I feel like I'm wastin' time
Alcoholic, bralwin', spoil it, fuck man whatever you call it
Got it imported from her
But shorty never call his number
I rather feel her up
Break her down and build her up
Hurt your shorty's self esteem
Cause she falls in love with lust
It's a dirty life I try to wash my hands of it (My hands of it)
Dirty dame frontin' but my man's love it
I never buy your shit
Unless you know the broad
That's why I buy your shit
Whenever I go abroad
Whip out your callin' card
I feel it comin' on
I got ya freaky friends dancin' when this song is on
[Chorus: Meechy Darko, Meechy Darko & Juice, Erick Arc Elliott]
24/7, 365
Money don't sleep, why the fuck should I?
Life is like a dice game, every day I'm rollin'
Closest thing to Christ, man, I feel like I'm chosen
24/7 (7), 365 (5)
Money don't sleep, why the fuck should I?
Life is like a dice game, every day I'm rollin'
Closest thing to Christ, man, I feel like I'm chosen