Boogieman

Lyrics

[Intro] Shit You niggas know the truth (Thank You Fizzle) We high (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Verse 1] My life consist of double R's, car pullin' Drumline nigga, nigga, stomp the yard with him Beams on the chop', finna break a wall with him Hangin' with the opps, you can be his pallbearer Who's that creeping through your window? Charles Barkley He's just an actor, he can be Mekhi Phifer Who's that all in Drakeo pictures? Nine lifers Get flipped like a BIC, we came in with nine lighters [Chorus] Who's that creepin? It's the Boogieman, peek-a-boo Thirty full shots, hard to box when I stick and move I came with some real mean guys, they'll get at you I drive in a Rolls Royce Dawn and still stick you up (Shit, nigga) Mean comments on the 'Gram, time to hit him up I drive in a Rolls Royce Dawn and still stick you up (Shit, nigga) I just dropped fifty on his head, they'll pick it up (Nigga) All my opps mad I'm gettin' money and they snitches too The Boogieman in the closet, nigga, peek-a-boo (Shit, nigga) These VV's on my neck and wrist is despicable [Verse 2] Diamonds on my neck, jewels dancing, nigga, "Mazel tov" Don't think about it, nigga, use your head 'cause we'll knock it off I got wicked thoughts in the trenches, fuck all that poppin' off Blow 'em out his boots with this chop with no socks involved Shit, we ain't finna do no fighting At his mama house drinkin' syrup, pullin' all-nighters Swish cheese if it's beef, leave a nigga cold turkey Grim reaper, street sweeper, it's just me the soul snatcher All these niggas act like strippers, think I seem 'em pole dancin' It's a hunnid in the chop', I just parked a 4Matic The Stinc Team in the building and we don't do no cappin' Get the fuck up out my comments 'fore I blast you (Ugh) [Chorus] Who's that creepin? It's the Boogieman, peek-a-boo Thirty full shots, hard to box when I stick and move I came with some real mean guys, they'll get at you I drive in a Rolls Royce Dawn and still stick you up (Shit, nigga) Mean comments on the 'Gram, time to hit him up I drive in a Rolls Royce Dawn and still stick you up (Shit, nigga) I just dropped fifty on his head, they'll pick it up (Nigga) All my opps mad I'm gettin' money and they snitches too The Boogieman in the closet, nigga, peek-a-boo (Shit, nigga) These VV's on my neck and wrist is despicable