SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN

(Ay, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, ay, yeah)
(Yeah)
(Nuke- Nuke-)

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot
Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
H- Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot
Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout
Yuh

Big body foreign, window tinted for the sun
40 on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks
Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds
All these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons
Hate me, I don't hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it
Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues
Hi- Hi- Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun
Catch 'em running out the back, I'm in the attic like The Grudge
Ay

Pop out with the gang to your whereabouts
I'm coming out the motherfuckin' mud
Bitch I pull up to the cut
I've got lots of ghosts in the coffin
Witchy itchin', I got the spiders in my blood, bitch
Hit 'em with the drum clip, bullets through his lungs
Chopper get to talking, hollows knocking out his guts
Get back, let it bang on 'em
Smoking opposition Backwoods
40 roll up, leave 'em looking like a Dutch

Cock back, take his name
I'm gon' leave 'em on the run from the witch
I'm a bad motherfucker, I'm a god in this bitch
Glock with a stick, turn your block into Swiss
You a pussy, hit the coffin, send a shot through his ribs
Talkin' like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy
Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck
Pull up to your city with a vest
Looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot, that's a bet (aight)

Pull up- Pull up, hit 'em with the molly, now his nose drips (aight)
I've been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives (aight)
All these rappers acting pussy, on they hoe shit (aight)
Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless (aight)
See his addy, when he drops, I'mma close in (aight)
Two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed (aight)
Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken (aight)
Talking on my name, 40 bringing the smoke in (aight)

(Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken)
(I'm gon'- I'm gon'- I'm gon'-)

I'm gon' take that, yuh
Hands on yo' chain, I'm gon' break that off (off)
Came up from nothin', I'm raised bad
Gang tats, mask on my face, where the case at?
Now I'm gon' aim with the Glock, knock his face back, uh
Sights through your vest, where the jakes at? Uh
Ice through my heart, I'm gon' lace that, hate that
Snatch out your soul with no takebacks
I keep my hands on your bitch, I might take that, yuh

(Nu- Nu-)
Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
H- Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot
Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout
Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down
Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot
Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out
I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out
Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now
Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot
Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout
Blegh!