(Fony Wallace biatch!)
(KAAN3X)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Walkin' like I'm ten foot tall
Timbs on my feet, saw a spider in the street like
Yeah, walkin' like I'm meant to ball
Spider on the beat, put the lighter on the tree, like yeah
Ah, tell me what's the vibe then bro?
Are we gonna have to fuck a pussy up tonight or something?
Right, gonna have a good night then bro
Wanna box on the beat? I could knock out his teeth, like yeah
Yeah, all these mindless drones are wack
Plenty pussies plottin', that's a fuckin' fact
I done lost my noggin, had to take a nap
Now I'm back, tryna save the scene from collapse (wait)
Hold up, I'm puffin' this wax (baked)
Six pounds of dope, and it's packed (safe)
Me and Darkie with the strap
How the fuck you gon' mess with that? (Wait)
Hold up, I got on a sweater (bape)
I'm high, I'm light as a feather (vape)
They mad that we do it better
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ugh
I buy ten packs then I sell it right back
To the same motherfuckers sayin' they do that
If you make rap then you probably cap
Don't cap, them tracks that you made is wack
You're so crap that it smell like you shat yourself
You should go check that, your tushy
"Man's not hot", he don't get no cat
Wearin' all black like a black cat, you're pussy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Walkin' like I'm ten foot tall
Timbs on my feet, saw a spider in the street like
Yeah, walkin' like I'm meant to ball
Spider on the beat, put the lighter on the tree, like yeah
Ah, tell me what's the vibe then bro?
Are we gonna have to fuck a pussy up tonight or something?
Right, gonna have a good night then bro
Wanna box on the beat? I could knock out his teeth, like yeah
Black widow, black Zippo
You know we in the money, now it's mad simple
We poppin' off and tourin' shows, I signed a bitch's tits
Then got my girl to sign it too, I hope her tits get rich
Like, take ya pic, tag me and now you're clouted
Got so much cash on me, I'm drownin'
Twenties, fifties, hunnids and the thousands
Punchin' every fan that I encounter
Yeah, brown recluse
I'm inside every day, brown recluse
On your phone, you should check your net-use
Wanna be up, but very few of us get to, yeah, yeah
If you were a Pokémon I wouldn't wanna catch you
Crack the safe, just hope the cops don't catch you
I like racks, that's all a nigga tryna get to
Up the strap and then wet you, blegh!
Wal-walkin', wa-wa-walkin', ten-ten foot tall, ten-ten-ten foot tall
Wal-walkin', wa-wa-wa-, like I'm meant to ball, like I'm meant to ball
Wal-walkin', wa-wa-walkin', ten-ten foot tall, ten-ten-ten foot tall
Walkin', walkin', wa-wa-walkin', like I'm meant to ball, meant to ball
♪
(Serious FM, The Spider)
Attention all listeners!
If you are hearing this, you are entered into the ultimate giveaway
What do you think about that Darkie?
(Um, excuse me how did I get here?)
Okay, let's get on with question one
(What the fuck are you say-)
What was the 23rd (hold on)
Word in this song?
(The 23rd word)
Was it A
"Spider"
B, "Yeah"
Or C, "Balls"
(What the fuck?)
Winner will receive, ten thousand dollars
(I don't know, C?)
Mailed to you by pigeon
(Is it C?)
Good night