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Halloween Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I ain't a dummy, I can never get caught lacking
I stay with a strap so you know that I'm packing
I stay with a heat so don't play with me
And I stay with a knock so don't think ima box
When I get in the booth all I speak is the truth
Mind your business, don't die by trying to be cool
And don't be a fool by thinking I am a fool
You best believe I know a lot, third eye coming soon
Ima hit from the back and ima make her tap out
And the glock on my hip so I can't dance now
Ima call him Will Byers cause he gonna go missing
His mom gonna be crying while he lying on the ground
I beat up the beat just how I beat up the box, he crying out loud
He howling like a fox, ima put him in a cage and lock up the lock
Ima dump him in the water, make him rot like a crop
Stop and if you don't your killer will get killed
Ya bitch sucking the whole block, that bitch is ill
They know I ain't fake cause they know I'm so real
You don't know how I feel, I'm trying to heal
But I can't because my anger so real
And my pain so real, no one feels what I feel,
I gotta stay away from the drama and shade
I can't show any fake that's not how I portray
And I can only show the real because that's how I feel
And that's how I am and you better be glad that I haven't gone mad
And if you don't support me now it'll be too late because I'm going up and this shit ain't fake
When I'm at the top ima have hella rocks, I'm talking about diamond rocks
Stop riding and stop riding cock, bitch
I ain't a dummy, I can never get caught lacking
I stay with a strap so you know that I'm packing
I stay with a heat so don't play with me and I stay with a knock so don't think ima box
When I get in the booth all I speak is the truth, mind your business, don't die by trying to be cool
And don't be a fool by thinking I am a fool, you best believe I know a lot, third eye coming soon
Ima hit from the back and ima make her tap out and the glock on my hip so I can't dance now
Ima call him Will Byers cause he gonna go missing
His mom gonna be crying while he lying on the ground
I beat up the beat just how I beat up the box
He crying out loud, he howling like a fox
Ima put him in a cage and lock up the lock
Ima dump him in the water, make him rot like a crop