Halloween Night
Look, gotta show my ass, reason be treat me like Temperpedic
Bake a Nigga cake, that boy that sweet, blicky name Anita
Why these niggas thanking shit for free like if you on the feature
I'm the type of nigga they gon' hate on since they can't complete it
I done seen it, did a lot of shit, still I kept a-going
Reaping everything I ever sold and now my mules are flowing
Demon time, y'all do petty crimes and y'all girl be hoeing
One night with my KG niggas, I bet she get it blowing
Plenty motion, drip just like the ocean, you can say my current strong
She be chilling, steady in your face and she don't know your song
Guaranteed, go down at the club and she gon' do you wrong
She gon' leave, no, not with you, she ain't coming home
Flabbergasted, I can see your face, you ain't even know it
Balling on these niggas with no effort, feeling like Kobe
Any money anybody nobody owe me, I'm like you can keep it
Loyalty and principles important, something you can't teach em
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section poppin pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
Six senses, three eyes and a mouth to speak the truth
Got me feeling like I'm Westbrook, the way I raise the roof
I'm the type to keep on talking if they pulled every tooth
The way my ex used to blow me, you'll think she play the flute
A lot of niggas finna crash, but without the bandicoot
I'm in the paint Prime AD, ain't no soup for you
It be funny how these skinny hoes titties start to droop
If I'm a nigga getting paper then a down, bitch, the glue
They be rapping bout the fictitious, life was never true
I ain't have to try my hardest, yet I'm still ahead of you
You in the game and scoring low, how can I ever credit you
You see you moved up the road, that's what that fake reppin' do
By my lonely I don't fuck with niggas, only got my brothers
Ain't nobody finna switch it up, cause we got praying mamas
Everything come around full circle, just like karma
The way them clippers cut a Nigga face you, think my twin a barber
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
Bake a Nigga cake, that boy that sweet, blicky name Anita
Why these niggas thanking shit for free like if you on the feature
I'm the type of nigga they gon' hate on since they can't complete it
I done seen it, did a lot of shit, still I kept a-going
Reaping everything I ever sold and now my mules are flowing
Demon time, y'all do petty crimes and y'all girl be hoeing
One night with my KG niggas, I bet she get it blowing
Plenty motion, drip just like the ocean, you can say my current strong
She be chilling, steady in your face and she don't know your song
Guaranteed, go down at the club and she gon' do you wrong
She gon' leave, no, not with you, she ain't coming home
Flabbergasted, I can see your face, you ain't even know it
Balling on these niggas with no effort, feeling like Kobe
Any money anybody nobody owe me, I'm like you can keep it
Loyalty and principles important, something you can't teach em
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section poppin pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
Six senses, three eyes and a mouth to speak the truth
Got me feeling like I'm Westbrook, the way I raise the roof
I'm the type to keep on talking if they pulled every tooth
The way my ex used to blow me, you'll think she play the flute
A lot of niggas finna crash, but without the bandicoot
I'm in the paint Prime AD, ain't no soup for you
It be funny how these skinny hoes titties start to droop
If I'm a nigga getting paper then a down, bitch, the glue
They be rapping bout the fictitious, life was never true
I ain't have to try my hardest, yet I'm still ahead of you
You in the game and scoring low, how can I ever credit you
You see you moved up the road, that's what that fake reppin' do
By my lonely I don't fuck with niggas, only got my brothers
Ain't nobody finna switch it up, cause we got praying mamas
Everything come around full circle, just like karma
The way them clippers cut a Nigga face you, think my twin a barber
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
It's Halloween night I just might boot up off them jiggas
On the side that I reside, we some noya type of niggas
Just because you ain't in black and white don't mean that you official
Got some demons in my cup and in my section popping pistols
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Writer(s): David-michael Strowbridge
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