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Witchouse 40k - SPIDERBLOOD lyrics

Artist: Witchouse 40k

album: SPIDERBLOOD


(Acid)
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(Addy- Addy-)
Addy in my conscious, so you know I'm gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin, I'm about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I'm about to bring the Glock
Saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
Lil' bitch, you getting shot up
Pull up in the coupe and I'ma go and knock its top down
Talking like a rat, lil' bitch you a cop
When I'm rolling down the block, stay inside, it's a lockdown
Addy in my conscious, so you know I'm gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin, I'm about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I'm about to bring the Glock
Saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
Lil' bitch, you getting shot up
Pull up in the coupe and I'ma go and knock its top down
Talking like a rat, lil' bitch you a cop
When I'm rolling down the block, stay inside, it's a lockdown
Yeah, aye
I'm with the gang
Pussy boy talking, we taking your chain away
I'm leaving bullets up inside your throat
If you hang with the opps, I'ma fuck up your day
Came with a pole on me, I keep his soul on me
Give me the smoke, all these artists are fake
Hand on the scope and my eye on the stick
If the gang on the mask, I ain't catching a case
Big 40k in this bitch shouting "Free all my brothers"
Got family up inside the cage
747, I keep all my bandits around me
I only converse with the gang
He want a feature, then he better pay me
If he ain't on time then that boy isn't safe
Ride with a blade on my strap
I ain't playing no games
Pussy boy get the fuck out my face
Aye
I keep that thing out
Knocking they top and I'm shooting his teeth out
Fuck up his day, make his shawty a widow
I shoot out they window and making them spin out
Open her mouth, shawty want me to spit down it
Dance on my dick, she been pulling the blicks out
She want a boy with some enemies
I've got some enemies
Kill 'em, I never get hit now
Yuh, aye
Fuck an impostor
He got that Glock, but that boy ain't no robber
Dance with the devil, I turn to a monster
I lay out the money and make 'em an offer
Camo my body, my Glock in my starter
Ash in my skull, leave my marks on my armor
I want the smoke, I ain't scared of no pussy rappers
I've been shooting at thugs that go harder
Bitch, where they at?
If I'm on the block alone
Bitch, you know I'm always watching my back
I keep the strap on me, rag on my skully
A gun on my ribs and I doubled the stack
Click-clack, knocking at your body, no cap
Flip that, walking out the coffin, no lack
Sit back, I'ma pull the knife up out my pack
Put it up inside his throat, he ain't ever coming back
Addy in my conscious, so you know I'm gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin, I'm about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I'm about to bring the Glock
Saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
Lil' bitch you getting shot up
Pull up in the coupe and I'ma go and knock its top down
Talking like a rat, lil' bitch you a cop
When I'm rolling down the block, stay inside, it's a lockdown
Addy in my conscious, so you know I'm gonna pop out
Walking out the coffin, I'm about to hold the block down
Pussy rapper talking, I'm about to bring the Glock
Saying if you not a killer then your brother getting shot down
(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
Lil' bitch you getting shot up
Pull up in the coupe and I'ma go and knock its top down
Talking like a rat, lil' bitch you a cop
When I'm rolling down the block, stay inside, it's a lockdown
(Acid)
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(Zyller)
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