Trick
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Metal heart
The only way I'd shower em with love
I said
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Chillin like peroxide
Burning in the cut
Nice to me but baby hella mean
She want me be the same
And I said "don't you worry I'm fiend"
I be seeing red
I be chasing green
What is Christmas to a sinner
Only care bout Halloween
Been going hella hard
You'd know if you were following
I be Killin it in costume
Think I'm modeling
Sippin on that witches' brew
That they be bottling,
Shooters at your pumpkin
Happy Hollowing
Brodie with the tricks
And he don't care about the treats
I just gotta win
Cuz I don't care about defeat
Caught me lacking once and now he
Thinking that it sweet
Bro a benchwarmer
Keep the heat under the seat
All about the shawarma
Coming at you with the beef
Keep an eye out when you rest
you better peep
I'll Tip toe through yo window
Like a creep
No full moon, dogs'll leave him turning in his sleep
I done said enough
I don't give a fuck about your bodies
You a punk
He said he a killer
But he seen a body and he jumped
Got a homie smoking lazy
But a shotty get him pumped
Bang
Barely give a damn about a thing
Soldiers stay a foot behind with shells
And hit your Kraang
I'm a monster, I'on gotta show my fangs
My lil shorty love the dark
And she gone suck me till I'm drained
I'm a zombie really
I'm getting smarter after brain
Open up the doors
Cuz I be going harder every game
This shit get real and scary
Fairly odd I'm so fly
Blunt Frankenstein
Just a spark it's alive
Into the night
Out with your lights
No jump scares, show you as it is
Don't be surprised
Know some strange niggas
Guaranteed to flay your mind
These pussies acting tough
Yk that ain't no play of mine
You can scream all you want
They can't hear your cries
You know it's a thriller
You could tell it by my eyes
I done seen so many things
Orange on me
Kakarot, my pockets ain't had many beans
If niggas stalking
Then it get giant
Stomp em by any means
If he gone fire one
We fire four to fumble any team
Cold nigga since, Friday the 17th
In my head, so I ain't fearing Freddy
I seen many dreams
Demon in my attic
I bet he got a better scheme
Know I want it all I want the best
So I ain't settling
Life gone be a movie
And I'm hopping through your tele screen
Talking to some dogs who'd swing on
Anybody meddling
Yeah that's the case
And I ain't even gotta say so
You better play it safe
Even Satan dealing halos
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Metal heart
The only way I'd shower em with love
I said
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Chillin like peroxide
Burning in the cut
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Metal heart
The only way I'd shower em with love
I said
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Chillin like peroxide
Burning in the cut
Nice to me but baby hella mean
She want me be the same
And I said "don't you worry I'm fiend"
I be seeing red
I be chasing green
What is Christmas to a sinner
Only care bout Halloween
Been going hella hard
You'd know if you were following
I be Killin it in costume
Think I'm modeling
Sippin on that witches' brew
That they be bottling,
Shooters at your pumpkin
Happy Hollowing
Brodie with the tricks
And he don't care about the treats
I just gotta win
Cuz I don't care about defeat
Caught me lacking once and now he
Thinking that it sweet
Bro a benchwarmer
Keep the heat under the seat
All about the shawarma
Coming at you with the beef
Keep an eye out when you rest
you better peep
I'll Tip toe through yo window
Like a creep
No full moon, dogs'll leave him turning in his sleep
I done said enough
I don't give a fuck about your bodies
You a punk
He said he a killer
But he seen a body and he jumped
Got a homie smoking lazy
But a shotty get him pumped
Bang
Barely give a damn about a thing
Soldiers stay a foot behind with shells
And hit your Kraang
I'm a monster, I'on gotta show my fangs
My lil shorty love the dark
And she gone suck me till I'm drained
I'm a zombie really
I'm getting smarter after brain
Open up the doors
Cuz I be going harder every game
This shit get real and scary
Fairly odd I'm so fly
Blunt Frankenstein
Just a spark it's alive
Into the night
Out with your lights
No jump scares, show you as it is
Don't be surprised
Know some strange niggas
Guaranteed to flay your mind
These pussies acting tough
Yk that ain't no play of mine
You can scream all you want
They can't hear your cries
You know it's a thriller
You could tell it by my eyes
I done seen so many things
Orange on me
Kakarot, my pockets ain't had many beans
If niggas stalking
Then it get giant
Stomp em by any means
If he gone fire one
We fire four to fumble any team
Cold nigga since, Friday the 17th
In my head, so I ain't fearing Freddy
I seen many dreams
Demon in my attic
I bet he got a better scheme
Know I want it all I want the best
So I ain't settling
Life gone be a movie
And I'm hopping through your tele screen
Talking to some dogs who'd swing on
Anybody meddling
Yeah that's the case
And I ain't even gotta say so
You better play it safe
Even Satan dealing halos
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Metal heart
The only way I'd shower em with love
I said
I might run a muck
I don't give a fuck
I got a body in the trunk already I
I done said enough
Chillin like peroxide
Burning in the cut
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Writer(s): Sean Ambrose
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