You Spook’d

Lyrics
[Chorus] Roley bust down, like a motherfucking freak I told you hoes before, I play for motherfucking keeps I ain't no ho, bitch, put your hands up You wanna fight? You wanna shoot? That Glock 23 will knock off your roof Roley bust down, like a motherfucking freak I told you hoes before, I play for motherfucking keeps I ain't no ho, bitch, put your hands up You wanna fight? You wanna shoot? That Glock 23 will knock off your roof [Verse 1] Ain't no see you when I see you, that's on my life Pull up in that white thing on whites, Jesus Christ Oh lord, water all over my body, I got baptised Told my jewler bust it baby, I wasn't rapping Plies You an opp, I know you gon' tell a cop Jump out with them chops, sound like we banging pots You want your top? Think with it Do shit, we with it Make a bitch disappear, I'm a magision Bitch, big Brazy, buffs Slim Shady Don't try to take, 'cause what I'm toating ain't got no safety You know where I'm from, you know how I'm cut Hat's up? Ain't no going back and forth, I pull up Disrespectful, park the Rari on your mama grass Hop out with that Draco, put it down and beat your mama ass No mag or no bag, y'all bitches real dummys I ain't shooting in the air, bitch, I'm tryna kill something [Chorus] Roley bust down, like a motherfucking freak I told you hoes before, I play for motherfucking keeps I ain't no ho, bitch, put your hands up You wanna fight? You wanna shoot? That Glock 23 will knock off your roof Roley bust down, like a motherfucking freak I told you hoes before, I play for motherfucking keeps I ain't no ho, bitch, put your hands up You wanna fight? You wanna shoot? That Glock 23 will knock off your roof [Verse 2] Diamonds dancing, jewler gave my Roley back shots The way I'm slapping, brodie say I got his trap hot Bitch, I'm bored, I bought Louis like it's dish detergent [?] with the gang, 'cause your nigga work here Make it snappy, chicken boy, I got shit to do I'll step out and make your broke ass invisible You ever spent two thousand on some Jimmy Chews? Just to get them wet, 'cause ain't a roof on that Bentley coupe A bitch say fuck [?] bro, I want her tongue That's a warning, try me, and I'm knocking off your bun Pathetic ass hoes, better straighten up I think these hoes still sleeping, they just waking up Pouring rock, [?] player's club [?] I can't make this up Think I'm losing too much blood from these paper cuts But fuck it, it's only right I get my paper up [Chorus] Roley bust down, like a motherfucking freak I told you hoes before, I play for motherfucking keeps I ain't no ho, bitch, put your hands up You wanna fight? You wanna shoot? That Glock 23 will knock off your roof Roley bust down, like a motherfucking freak I told you hoes before, I play for motherfucking keeps I ain't no ho, bitch, put your hands up You wanna fight? You wanna shoot? That Glock 23 will knock off your roof
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Credits
- Writers
- Molly Brazy