Spooky

Hello, that’s Dolan Yeah yeah yeah, yeah This is a DolanBeatz production I’m feeling spooky I just might kill you Sike, nigga I’m just trynna scare you These bullets doing what nair do I strike em out I cannot spare you (Strike) Shot em eight times seeing red, stop sign I wake up right after lunch time My brother guns in a drum line Bitch wanna fuck see the one sign Nigga who is you foolin Say you be trappin’, ask me how to do it Niggas is hot they need some coolant Errything bad get with the movement (Gang) Slim you ain’t shwaggin foreal Thummin through hunnits bag foreal Bitch from the islands bad foreal All my old bitches mad foreal Uh bitch wanna fuck lets get it That bitch she nasty she very explicit Niggas be whellin say they got a ticket Whole time these niggas be smoking on midget Stacy ooo I swear she the thickest Macy’s where I take all my side bitches Ladies let me just get the ten digits Katie head game is stupid it’s visious Drop a bag sax Why I’m Shwaggin like that Ooo tote my trap pack Got the dough no flap jacks Aye uh ski mask rolled up uh I fuck that bitch she got tore up uh Booked for a show Imma show up uh Nigga Deuce Baby gon’ blow up uh Nigga big racks it ain’t nothing uh See a bad bitch and I’m crushing uh Hoe season bitch I ain’t cuffing uh We blowin gas and you huffing uh He spilled the beans bakin My niggas kidnap Taken He don’t got racks faking House where they trap vacant I used to sneak a lul bitch in my basement Shawty was black and Asian Blasian Fuck it, only cause shawty was caking Huh, it was just an occupation Ice on me I turn it cold when it’s blazing Bro sip on purple ain’t talkin bout raisins I fuck that bitch and she walking and shaming Bitch I’m a beast and you know you can’t tame it (Nope) Nigga I’m clean as a whistle (Whistle) That pussy pink like a skittle When I go deep she gon’ wiggle I fuck her then it’s dismissal I love my bitch and that’s so very true She don’t listen like Eve when she still ate the fruit I know she don’t want me just for the loot Bro sending shots make that boy do the shoot Load up the shells uh Take off a arm and a leg (Boom) White bitch look like Adele She said she wamme fuck her in a shed She riding me like some pegs Bitch I got chickens and eggs I’m number one I’m ahead You number two like some lead (Ha) I put my mother in Gucci Shwaggin and shit Nineteen droppin big baggage and shit Deuce on the beat bitch and I’m dabbin and shit Bitch from Southeast and she savage and shit I’m wit Montana we fucking your bitch You over there crying ain’t heard from her since They locked me up cuffed my hands and my feet Cause they said I shouldn’t have murdered da beat Homocide genocide its gettin duffy Bro got a dog and he naming him scruffy Gas bag turn da clean air into musty Deuce on the come up no question I must be McDonald’s cup with the lean in it my brother ain’t sippin’ on sweet tea (Nope) Brand new glock with da beam in it when you see it, it look like a high beam This is a DolanBeatz production