lirik lagu lil 86, drexxxii & atn nay - spooky
[intro: drexxxii]
come here!
ladies and gentlemen, may i have your attention, please, as we go through the following safety instructions?
carlos, you’re crazy (aaahhh)
aahh
[verse: drexxxii, lil 86, atn nay, everyone]
re~re~red beam to his head, think he at lazerland
extended mag’ on my glock, sh~t get you popped, this ain’t no taser, man
a~a~askin’ for a ring, she ain’t gon’ get it, like a blazer fan
these n~ggas at my shows, they really hoes, not scared to blaze a fan
le~leave ’em in a bag, b~tch, i ain’t talkin’ prada
if his boys gеt to talkin’, we get to stalkin’, we turn ‘еm to nada (we turn ’em to nada)
y~y~you don’t want a problem
my young n~ggas don’t play, they get you cooked, ain’t talkin’ enchilada
b~tch, i’m so deep in my bag, they think i’m pullin’ fries out
really tough, don’t need a gun, i 1~2~punch his lights out
put you in a blunt, then roll up, get high like a lighthouse
i’m really that guy now, no talkin’, shoot ’em right now
told that n~gga, “let’s go band for band,” bet he can’t show me one
don’t reach for the pockets, you get packed up like a pokémon
he sippin’ on gatorade, we sippin’ [?] don
it doesn’t matter, ’cause these hollows what he chokin’ on
i~i~if bro shoot and miss, i get the putback
i been on it since a jit, the toolie in my bookbag
if he run away from me, better not look back
he still tryna link the b~tch, but bro already took that
i get to the money fast, like i’m a h~llcat
my bank account be growin’ expeditious, bet you can’t spell that
saw me on the block, them p~ssies fell back
shootin’ sh~t like harden, but i never need a stepback
b~tch, you is sittin’ class, i’m just tryna get me a stack
don’t think that you relate to me, ’cause i could never finish last
i get to the cheddar fast, no i don’t lollygag
i could put a bag right on ya’ head like it’s a party hat (like what? like what?)
but i don’t celebrate, the only present i got for the opps is this here .38 (baow, baow)
i need a perky, wait, if i don’t pop a skittle, don’t know how i’m ’bout to concentrate
that b~tch a fiend, ain’t talkin’ travis
whole lotta red, like ketchup, get put in a packet
if i want it, then i got it, see yo’ b~tch, i get to mackin’
get to crackin’, her ass clappin’, makin’ moves like this sh~t ma~ma~ma~ma~magic
3d~printed glock, i feel like mangione
we ain’t gon’ catch him at his job, i’m staked out right outside ya’ home
feel like ghostface, turn him to a ghost, yeah, with this f~ckin’ chrome
so many whips to pick, when i spin, sh~t look like autozone (autozone)
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