Spooky Lyrics

Yo, y'all been sleepin' on the trap rap game

But we back, we back, and we ain't playing the same

Bass booming beats slappin, and we ain't no gimmick

We the real deal, kings of the rhythm, we stay consistent

Bring it back, bring it back, that trap rap sound

Bring the heat, and make the crowd go wild

From the streets to the club, we light this place up

With our rhymes so slick, you can't take your gaze off

I'd be taking all the bitches but my mind is up in stitches

I got money on my mind but my mind is full of visions

I told you please just listen cause my heart is feeling vicious

Not because I'm tripping, I just have this feeling, and it's vindictive

Got the flow, got the sauce, and we got the vibe

Make the money dance, and we make the haters hide

Ain't no halfway house, we go hard or go home

Trap rap is back in session, y'all watch your tones

Ayo, check it, we the kings of the game

Flow is so sick, we put the haters to shame

Sauce dripping, blunt lit, and the vibes on point

Make the money dance, with the haters lost in the joint

It's not a prison rap no cap and that's a fact

Not a relapse, just playing the game, and I'm on track

Only ever trapping when I'm stuck inside my mind

And I'm wasting time trying to leave all this pain behind

And I should face it cause the past is not a crime

Slowly but surely feeling safe inside my skin this time

Yeah

Bring it back, bring it back, that trap rap sound

Bring the heat, and make the crowd go wild

From the streets to the club, we light this place up

With our rhymes so slick, you can't take your gaze off

Haters gonna hate, but we don't care

We're crushing the game, beyond compare

Trap rap is in session, so y'all beware

We got the flow, the sauce, and the vibe it's too flare.