Spooky in the Ville

You shoulda seen that look up on they face that backdoors wasn't closed Since that switchin on yo conscious Then this switchy up fasho You was lying on my name And that shit turned you to a ghost Do the most Don't gotta talk about these dead niqqas thats smoked Pretty mami shaking ass for me she know that she my baby I can't lie I found my worth A nigga started feeling wavy I'm too litt up in my purpose I won't let these bitches play me Tell that hoe I'm good up off her link That setup really crazy It get spooky in the ville Drop with Drippy for a mil She see JK she see Drippy Now her pussy start to spill It get wetter when I get her She eat up like its a meal Talk my life on every track These niggas selling for a deal Just sign right here because I can really make you rich I took my hoes up off the street and they ain't make it out the ditch Shooters scratching serials like they gun gotta itch And I ain't gonna take yo hoe I'm just borrowing your bitch Aye, head shots like mugshots turn your bitch to her side I'm with jk spinnin beyblades yeah, you know how we goin slide Need my windows five percent or I aint goin for the ride Sold him spice he thought was za we goin leave a goofy fried Hit em 223s we can't leave the score untied And I'm really certified so they never come outside Think they hermified Ain't no Bonnie Clyde Let her give me brain like she tryna explore her mind Tryna see what life about See what life about Checkmark on the gram now she fucking for the clout Life really rocky when you come up from the mount I know they envy me cuz I'm the one that made it out It get spooky in the ville Drop with Drippy for a mil She see JK she see Drippy Now her pussy start to spill It get wetter when i get her She eat up like its a meal Talk my life on every track These niggas selling for a deal We don't do no leg shots uh uh Hit his tree top Bro a chef he cook the block The way we make the streets hot Spot em got em, think that brody popped him now he beatbox Im official make her blow the whistle like a teapot I hadda let them demons out Let them out they screaming now Screaming now you leaving now Grab my scythe im reaping now Watch that knife up in yo back Turn yo back quick to attack People say they love me But I'm traumatized ain't hearing that Aye, Hollows they f*ck up ya physical even ya spiritual Knock off ya limb or two Mama told me why I got all them guns And it told her that shit was habitual Told that lil boy Im outside with a whole lotta steppas So he better watch what he say He caught a shot to the leg and arm and then its a fatality knock off his face