Spook Talk
Rollin down the opps hood in my fish bowl
Niggas think Im going crazy yes I'm this bold
Yea we got the same switch but this the big pole
Hold up nigga cut the fucking beat I hear him tip toe
Nigga said it's on sight and then he ducked me
I guess I gotta fuck his bitch she's kinda ugly
All these hoes be on my dick I'm kinda lucky
I left a nigga sleeping with the fish bubble guppies
Niggas think I'm using aim bot because I never miss
He pulled up and got his shit popped with these fuckin mits
You better bring a running back cuz ima send another blitz
Ima put the metal to his mouth like he had a lisp
I was only in the fourth grade playing fast math
A pencil box and a chunky doll in my backpack
A menace in the class crack the seal of a snack pack
I'm fuckin on this rebound bitch they think I stat pat
I be fucking bitches by the twos that's a double team
She don't wanna leave I kicked her out cuz she in love with me
I got into it with a milf bitch like I'm a troubled teen
Damn I kinda miss my old bitch she had double d's
Everytime I step up in the stu it's like I gotta black
Bitch is sick I made her uber home and I ain't hit her back
Nigga tried hit me for a feat but that shit was wack
Ima need at least 10 racks when I'm on the track
Fucking all these groupie hoes with my socks off
I make her get her nails done before I'm topped off
Opp caught me with his bitch I took his top off
If you running routes with opps you getting knocked off
Running with the opps get you picked aquib talib
High as hell in the scooby van I can hardly breathe
Got these model bitches backstage on they hands and knees
Hit it from the back switching gears like need for speed
Moonwalking down a block got em big mad
These niggas talking crazy till you toss him in the shit bag
There ain't no use in going back and forth cuz we don't chit chat
But now we gotta air ya strip out until you spin back
I got what you need nigga just let me know
If you want a feat then bring the bread we gon up the score
Alot of niggas praying that I flop but it's lookin slow
Cuz I ain't even in my prime yet and they say im a goat
Bird niggas talkin shit you hear em chirping
I really got these niggas sick the rap is workin
My shorty even got some pape she started splurging
If you ever catch me in a shit bag it be a burkin
Walking lil niggas down they thought shit was sweet
Phone started ringing they get shook im calling scream
All my niggas got they mask on like its halloween
There ain't no hesitation ring the bell and say trick or treat
Hold up nigga cut the lights I see a cruiser
This nigga tried to get away I'm freddy krueger
You know I gotta make a play I'm not a loser
Shit ima send my young dawg chucky on his scooter
Fuck it ima hawk the nigga down earl thomas
Pulled up to the niggas trap spot I'm like what's poppin
Cracked his eight ball and called game and it ain't shocking
I really ran me up a 100k and I ain't stopping
Niggas know I'm coming for that spot they been afraid
I don't need a feat I'm ten toes and I'm getting paid
Barley even post but when I do they be throwing shade
Fucking bitches and I'm stacking chicken shits everyday
Niggas think Im going crazy yes I'm this bold
Yea we got the same switch but this the big pole
Hold up nigga cut the fucking beat I hear him tip toe
Nigga said it's on sight and then he ducked me
I guess I gotta fuck his bitch she's kinda ugly
All these hoes be on my dick I'm kinda lucky
I left a nigga sleeping with the fish bubble guppies
Niggas think I'm using aim bot because I never miss
He pulled up and got his shit popped with these fuckin mits
You better bring a running back cuz ima send another blitz
Ima put the metal to his mouth like he had a lisp
I was only in the fourth grade playing fast math
A pencil box and a chunky doll in my backpack
A menace in the class crack the seal of a snack pack
I'm fuckin on this rebound bitch they think I stat pat
I be fucking bitches by the twos that's a double team
She don't wanna leave I kicked her out cuz she in love with me
I got into it with a milf bitch like I'm a troubled teen
Damn I kinda miss my old bitch she had double d's
Everytime I step up in the stu it's like I gotta black
Bitch is sick I made her uber home and I ain't hit her back
Nigga tried hit me for a feat but that shit was wack
Ima need at least 10 racks when I'm on the track
Fucking all these groupie hoes with my socks off
I make her get her nails done before I'm topped off
Opp caught me with his bitch I took his top off
If you running routes with opps you getting knocked off
Running with the opps get you picked aquib talib
High as hell in the scooby van I can hardly breathe
Got these model bitches backstage on they hands and knees
Hit it from the back switching gears like need for speed
Moonwalking down a block got em big mad
These niggas talking crazy till you toss him in the shit bag
There ain't no use in going back and forth cuz we don't chit chat
But now we gotta air ya strip out until you spin back
I got what you need nigga just let me know
If you want a feat then bring the bread we gon up the score
Alot of niggas praying that I flop but it's lookin slow
Cuz I ain't even in my prime yet and they say im a goat
Bird niggas talkin shit you hear em chirping
I really got these niggas sick the rap is workin
My shorty even got some pape she started splurging
If you ever catch me in a shit bag it be a burkin
Walking lil niggas down they thought shit was sweet
Phone started ringing they get shook im calling scream
All my niggas got they mask on like its halloween
There ain't no hesitation ring the bell and say trick or treat
Hold up nigga cut the lights I see a cruiser
This nigga tried to get away I'm freddy krueger
You know I gotta make a play I'm not a loser
Shit ima send my young dawg chucky on his scooter
Fuck it ima hawk the nigga down earl thomas
Pulled up to the niggas trap spot I'm like what's poppin
Cracked his eight ball and called game and it ain't shocking
I really ran me up a 100k and I ain't stopping
Niggas know I'm coming for that spot they been afraid
I don't need a feat I'm ten toes and I'm getting paid
Barley even post but when I do they be throwing shade
Fucking bitches and I'm stacking chicken shits everyday
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Writer(s): Demetri Teixeira
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