Horror Story (feat. Big Flock, 3ohBlack, MoneyMarr & Goonew)

I was trappin' out a day care selling zaza out a diaper
Took my draco out my Scottish kilt I feel like Roddy Piper
Straight drop got my whole mouth numbin' up like I got gingivitis
B*tch I call my gun corona, bullets spraying like the virus
I'm gonna catch an op and spit on them
and leave them where I found them
Detectives found my DNA from stickin' swabs of my saliva
My b*tch caught an UTI from stickin' crack in her vagina
These bullets turn his body blue like Marty from the big fat liar
Why do fools fall in love, I feel like Frankie Lymon
I know all my bloods f*cked up like they got hepatitis
Shoot that blickie, my wrist getting' stifie I got arthritis
Pop up on them with my mask off I feel like Michael Myers
All my ops havin' nightmares I think I'm Freddy Krueger
AR will make a n*gga Lyft when I hop out that Uber
I was down one day and robbed a n*gga for his QP
Seen him the next week and dapped him up like I ain't do it
Beef with Flock is you stupid
I'm the max Frank Lucas
The Feds had me in the box like a ruler
Call up my shooter up in here he gonna shoot sh*t
Boolin' with Fortune keep talkin' this Ossh sh*t
I'm about to take me a flight to the max
Sippin' on jaguar this ain't act
Smokin' on rappers I'm high as a jet pack
Swerve got caught with a body and ain't tell that
Lookin' for EDD cards where the mail at
I won't press a n*gga I inhale that
Rel in here where the scale at
Bond in here where the f*ck is his bail at
New tip in here f*ck is the shells at
It's 2PM where the f*ck is the sales at
I might go do a hit in a hell cat
Brodie feel like Mike, I feel like Jason in this b*tch
Cut a n*gga head off like I'm Haitian in this b*tch
Land at Lax I told my plug to give me that Bentley coup
Drive to Long Beach I fell like Snoop let me get some gin n' juice
Sike don't drink no gin, drinkin' telquila golden jaguar
200 on the dash, I whip that b*tch like it's in NASCAR
Surrounded by some stars tuned a n*gga to a ghost
I wet yo block and hydroplane and watch the Bentley float
I bagged a b*tch at Poppa Johns she said the pizza hit
I'm out this b*tch with scammers brodie said the pizza hit
I'm one of South Sides finest made a million dollars ryhmin'
Paid twenty for my 3oh piece yo b*tch can feel my diamonds
I'm so rich I feel like I was born in Dubai
Young CEO who the f*ck I'm gonna sign
I feel like the Baby, I fill them with vibes
I don't even try, yo b*tch on my line
I look to my left she bending it over
I look to my right got her friend on my shoulder
That fifth gonna hit like a big ass boulder
Sh*t aint change just got a little older
Jump out slide we gotta go
I'm in LA I need sticks for the low
VVS diamonds she got glow
Tired of these young n*ggas stealin' my flow
Scat pack tires on the whip gonna burn
I got stuck in the streets I had to learn
Ain't f*ckin' with thot ho's that sh*t germs
I'm sending the hit on a n*gga like worm
Slide, slide, slide, slide
You ain't f*ckin' with gang you ain't about to slide
Me and 3oh got the drop on they ride
Flock gonna hang out the whip on the drive
B*tch I'm Goonew, b*tch I'm ready to kill some
I'm in my jam and I'm poppin them pills
Catch me a vick go and hit me a lick
Give me that lip, give me that loot
I got b*tch's yea way over seas
I got a hundred rounds on the seat
I got a bad b*tch from the D
I'm in a SR and the T
N*ggas don't really want bump
Put his little ass in the trunk
Ran out of shots got hit with a pump
Might go draco b*tch go dumb
Look at my pocket, b*tch it's a lump
Car seat gang, n*gga my son
Don't play no game, twenty one skunk
It's down set you b*tch wanna hut
It's two cold b*tches got ice on us
Come get yo b*tch she tryin' to f*ck
I pull out bands she stuck on stuck
I got too many racks but sh*t ain't enough



Credits
Writer(s): Black Fortune
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