Jumanji (feat. TheKID Jet)

Aye Smoking on a whole bunch of ganja Fucked around and fell in love with a monster Can't get back my time or mind think I lost em' Can't get back my time or mind think I, uh wait But now i'm in my zone High as E.T, phone home I heard she turned her last dude into stone Better than my last chick she was stone cold Let me tell ya She gon' say I'm lying, I was really trying this is my side of it I thought that she could be mine but came to find, she on that Vampira shit Woke up in the morning read a text on my phone Said I love you babe, but if you ever leave me imma lodge this fangs in your throat, damn Pull up to the scene with a Firefly That's my Baby Thanking God that she's not the greedy kind Love my baby, love you boo I just chill in the cut Rolling it up By the time that I spark it She rounded them up Got a white hoe named Margaret She Carrie the blood money Run up and cut for me But Ann do it lovingly Pull up with nothing then leave yo ass bludgeoned I tagged her with Mallory We fucked in the function, Aye aye I just had to see something I heard them crazy girls pussy be bussing But I gave the ring to Samara, dummy So I wrapped it up like a handsome, mummy That's probably why she don't trust me But I gotta let the beast out like Jumanji I just had to see somethin' I heard them crazy girls pussy be bussin' I had to let the beast out like Jumanji Ever deal with a bitch, leave you down on your last? Ever put 'em in reverse, where the tires all smashed? Drop her off early Let's head to the next I'm cruising with B.Goode Linked up with kid jet Sum up them spirits, go conjure regrets You thinking about folk tales? We seen them in check And all they wanna talk about is bogus shit This a multiversal threat Saw The mummy The scarecrow Knock jeepers and creepers Little bastards running wild for a Halloween feature Best put on Elvira Or Joe Bob for terrors The way they depicted go leave you in shambles I'm off of the handle Go grip on the knife Michael might slice you The wolf man go live Damage your temple with these instrumentals I'll rock the whole stand up This one monster mash bro And that's that talk to a fault Where those freaks knock you off Don't you dare say Beetlejuice He might just, pop up Listen up closely Y'all better run Cause this triplet deadly It's something un done You calling the greatest But left out the funds I'll smack all your favors And run out the sun