Boogeyman
Mr.Kick Yo Door, fuck a knock, I'm bargin' in
Got 300 pounds of pressure, I took the frame with a Sparta kick
Grim Reaper said I'm good, nigga, this my third time spawnin' in
With that being said, I play for keeps, nigga play with me, he won't spawn again
Nigga was dissin on my dead's, repeat it all again
This Glock 19 a slut, she tryna bang on all your friends
Youn gotta drop no lo cause yo lil shit gon swap the sim
Big ol' rest in piss to Scott, my biggest fan, he hangin' from 'em
Kinda pissed that nigga took his life so I couldn't take it from him
Let that chopper ffff, sound like a money counter
Foenem alley ooped his bitch but Ion want nothin' but funds from out her
Boy, I'm gangsta, fuck my dad, I'm gangsta like my mom
I get gangsta bout my twin, but towards the rest, it's fuck em all
Simon says put up your fist, cause if you don't I'm bustin' jaws
Give a fuck if you with your kid, I bet this Drake a touch em all
Don't associate my name with none of them niggas, they all peons
They die before me all they headstones gettin' peed on
At this point, I gotta kill em, I don't condone this shit they be on
They the type of niggas I beat on, laugh about it then turn the beat on
Roll em up and reach my nirvana, how you think I got my name?
I'm my cities Freddy Krueger, wasn't even there and still tapped a brain
I heard he tryna leave out the easy way, just come and snatch my chain
Please push up about that pressure, dis ARP a take that pain
I dropped my pride and pick my chopper up, and my demeanor switched
Like my G-Locks with the G-Flex, bitch, that shit a legal switch
The clown that nigga done kicked my doe and caught hot shit in his McRibs
That's what he get, was hopin' he'd spin back so I could blick again
I'm off my rockers, bakin' shit like Betty Crocker
What's a goon to a gun? And what's a goblin to a monster?
Flow been sick for several years, boy, it's too late to call a doctor
They like how I pop my shit, I'm Big two Orville Redenbacher
Bitch
Got 300 pounds of pressure, I took the frame with a Sparta kick
Grim Reaper said I'm good, nigga, this my third time spawnin' in
With that being said, I play for keeps, nigga play with me, he won't spawn again
Nigga was dissin on my dead's, repeat it all again
This Glock 19 a slut, she tryna bang on all your friends
Youn gotta drop no lo cause yo lil shit gon swap the sim
Big ol' rest in piss to Scott, my biggest fan, he hangin' from 'em
Kinda pissed that nigga took his life so I couldn't take it from him
Let that chopper ffff, sound like a money counter
Foenem alley ooped his bitch but Ion want nothin' but funds from out her
Boy, I'm gangsta, fuck my dad, I'm gangsta like my mom
I get gangsta bout my twin, but towards the rest, it's fuck em all
Simon says put up your fist, cause if you don't I'm bustin' jaws
Give a fuck if you with your kid, I bet this Drake a touch em all
Don't associate my name with none of them niggas, they all peons
They die before me all they headstones gettin' peed on
At this point, I gotta kill em, I don't condone this shit they be on
They the type of niggas I beat on, laugh about it then turn the beat on
Roll em up and reach my nirvana, how you think I got my name?
I'm my cities Freddy Krueger, wasn't even there and still tapped a brain
I heard he tryna leave out the easy way, just come and snatch my chain
Please push up about that pressure, dis ARP a take that pain
I dropped my pride and pick my chopper up, and my demeanor switched
Like my G-Locks with the G-Flex, bitch, that shit a legal switch
The clown that nigga done kicked my doe and caught hot shit in his McRibs
That's what he get, was hopin' he'd spin back so I could blick again
I'm off my rockers, bakin' shit like Betty Crocker
What's a goon to a gun? And what's a goblin to a monster?
Flow been sick for several years, boy, it's too late to call a doctor
They like how I pop my shit, I'm Big two Orville Redenbacher
Bitch
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