SPIDER GANG CYPHER

Album cover art for "SPIDER GANG CYPHER" by Spider Gang & SOLSA & MKULTRA & Wendigo & BRUHMANEGOD & ​mesq & BLCKK & CHRIST DILLINGER & Lil Darkie & CUBENSiS & Afourteen

Spider Gang & SOLSA & MKULTRA & Wendigo & BRUHMANEGOD & ​mesq & BLCKK & CHRIST DILLINGER & Lil Darkie & CUBENSiS & Afourteen - Rap, USA

SPIDER GANG CYPHER

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[Intro: SOLSA] Oi, it's been a long time coming Cypher swiper Spider Gang [Verse 1: SOLSA & MKULTRA] Stop it, stop it Stop that yelling in my ear drum Shut the fuck up That fucking noise'll make my head numb Been dumb, talking bout some mother-motherlookers That would kill for someone who might fucking understand Do you comprehend? If not don't really care I'm getting really fucked and stumbling everywhere Tripping on the beat Whipper-Snipper Cut your feet Cut your toe like salami Have it with some cheese and meat (Uh, uh) [Verse 2: MKULTRA] I'm stepping right over the beat (Uh) Big stepper I'm moving my feet (My feet) Explosion I'm making this heat (Uh, yeah) Gonna end you, control alt delete (Huh!) This life's so sweet Zack 'n Cody, chilling on a beach (Brrt) I'm a dolphin, I'm going in deep (In deep) Better listen, stop fucking with me (With me) Ayyyyyyy I couldn't come up with a line (Hooray!) Punching in on a song every time (Time) Punching in on my life I'm alive (I'm alive) You live like your dead inside (Huh) Spider Gang the new wave (Huh, what?) And it's a genocide You gonna minimize Go back to being a fry cook This the end of your ride [Verse 3: Wendigo] Blunt burning at the crack of dawn All my opps gone so I had to release the swans One man's trash is another man's treasure Music is my job but I'm doing it for pleasure Just touched a hundred racks Like it was nothing Brought the bottle in Now the whole function jumping They putting on a front 'cause they can't look up in the mirror What we stand for could not be any clearer Cigarette smoke coming right off the ash tray I been on tour for 3 months no way I'm coming in last place I like spending a few racks on a nice rainy day Only clowns spend a few racks paying for some plays My vehicle looking like a Terminator Whole gang going up, whole gang germinating High everyday like I was who they speak of in the church You gotta play your hardest game or you gotta come to terms [Verse 4: BRUHMANEGOD, mesq] Half a decade with the mob Thousand songs in the vault and they never gonna drop (Never gonna drop) Bitch I'm sliding with my dogs Like it's 2018 and I need more than I want (I need more than I want) Spider Gang in this bitch We just hang in it We don't gang bang in this bitch In the venue we lit flames in this bitch Why you lame as a bitch? And you staying in the crib I-I-I-I'll violate the game I hold its hand while it dies Number 1 race traitor You already know what time it is I said fuck the bullshit I'm eating good with my clique On a ship that I'm crashing that I'm dying with I said fuck the human race, get the fuck up out my face You could all get replaced (All get replaced) I'm with all my dogs in the place (Dogs in the place) Bitch I'll kill it all in the way HUAHH [Verse 5: mesq] I came back, I came back with the money bags Extended mag and I'll leave you BLAT Nigga where you at? Got my niggas all in black, where you at? Pull up yeah we in the TrackHawk, where you at? I came back, I came back I'ma fuck you up Think you tough? My nigga, look Fuck you up Leave you posted in the cut (The fuck?) One on one Pullin' up I'm in the cut Fuck that One on one (Fuck that shit go crazy!) I came back with a .40 and a strap Still I'm asking where you at Still I'm asking where you at I came back with a .40 and a strap Still I'm asking where you at Still I'm asking where you- [Verse 6: BLCKK & Lil Darkie] I came back with a .40 and a strap, where you at? I could tell you fucking rat I came back, I need 40 fucking racks Every time you motherfuckers hear me rap Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Pass me that shit again I'm tryna fuck my night up I don't like remembering Can't give a fuck so I won't even put a letter in He talking different so we hit him in the center then Uh, I got different targets, check they fucking pockets He can't talk bout nothing else but me he in the closet Yeah, But ain't this what you wanted? (Yeah!) Me, I all but started I give no fucks You and your friends suck (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 7: Lil Darkie] Uh, me and my niggas on that spider shit Sippin brew, I think fl.vco just rolled the entire zip Every time I fuck that girl got permanently wider hips Every time I spit it's what you get when any lighter flicks Whoooaaa Bitch I'm in space, got a lot of THC in my face Always got flower like I was a vase Recycle my bars 'cause I never waste Red in my eyes like I just got hit with a can of the mace Sweat in my eyes bitch I'm performing in Canada I'm in a van with the mates In your face I'm in a plane I'm smoking weed Blowing the clouds under the seat that way nobody can see Hopefully no one catch me On a flight to Italy Lil Darkie still on THC It feel like the pilot spinning this shit 360 degrees I might quit that shit in a bit Before right now I feel like the goat When you say that shit you sound like a bitch You should super glue both of your lips Empty bottles all over the crib This just the way that we like to live I drink too much so I gotta pee I'll pass the mic to Christ D [Verse 8: CHRIST DILLINGER] Bout to hop on the beat I just got the mic from Lil Darkie Niggas be saying that they cannot find me Just look at the top nigga that's where I be Your bitch on only fans she getting fucked What she make in a month niggas spend it on weed Niggas be biting and stealing the swag from the Spider Gang, niggas just wanna be we Rick Owens on nigga I'm the champ Look at my wrist this shit look like a lamp Yeah we smoking on gas bitch I'm smoking on dank When I smell all this weed it'll break your bank So much money on me I be copping the Louis V Yeah that's for my bitch I got a Glock and it came with a switch Nigga act crazy, we fucking his bitch What you spend on your rent I spent that on my wrist Bitch I'm hella drunk I think I gotta piss I sip on the wock or the Tec or the Trish I done sipped every color up in this bitch When it come to the drank No I don't give a fuck Spider Gang run the underground, we going up Take a good girl and turn her to a slut I'm sipping so much I got lean in my nuts If a nigga try me I'ma die by the check Spent the K on my fit Don't got shit on my neck Your bitch is a freak she just wanna have sex If she eating the dick then she leaving a mess You get hit in the head we don't care bout a vest Put my all in this shit then I pray for the best [Verse 9: CUBENSiS] Yeah yeah, I say spider You say gang Spider Gang- [Pause: Afourteen] Man fuck this CUBE' verse, I don't even know Who the fuck said that it was okay that he could do that shit It's honestly so embarrassing like I don't— Should just stick to those shitty ass beats Those fucking 808's and HOLOCAUSTs and— (A-A-Afourteen) Uh, uh, SPIDER GANG SPIDER GANG SPIDER—

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Credits

Writers
  • SOLSA
  • MKULTRA
  • Wendigo
  • BRUHMANEGOD
  • ​mesq
  • BLCKK
  • Lil Darkie
  • CHRIST DILLINGER