Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spooky, artist - Saigon. Album song 777: The Resurrection, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.08.2020
Record label: Point Blank Media Group
Song language: English
Spooky |
Everybody show money |
'Til you see 'em in the whip |
Everybody looking gangsta |
'Til you see 'em in the street |
Broke, still buying jewelery |
Lil' mama buying Gucci |
Rap game getting spooky |
Rap game getting spooky |
Everybody got straps |
Everybody move packs |
Everybody gettin' money |
Everybody got stacks |
Not a foreign, that’s a hooptie |
Not your life, that’s a movie |
Rap game getting spooky |
Rap game getting spooky |
Told them people you move pies |
You ain’t tell 'em they was apple |
Told them niggas you was in the field |
You ain’t told 'em you played tackle (Defensive tackle?) |
Told them hoes you was God body |
You ain’t told them you ate scrabble |
How you the one to be acting tough when the whole world know that they clapped |
you? |
Nigga, all I do is stay factual |
Like Ashanti’s titties stay natural |
My baby mamas can’t bitch too much |
'Cause the sex we had was straight casual |
All these rappers gang bangin' |
'Til one of these niggas' brain hangin' |
What the fuck did you think came with gang bangin'? |
Shorty had niggas who wanna bone her |
'Til they found out she had Corona |
Used to get all these likes, my niggas wanna pipe |
Now don’t nobody want her |
Nigga, my life is a sit-com |
'Til my dick was touching your chick' lip-balm |
I run the street with Streetrunner |
He gave me this, this was his own |
Everybody show money |
'Til you see 'em in the whip |
Everybody looking gangsta |
'Til you see 'em in the street |
Broke, still buying jewelery |
Lil' mama buying Gucci |
Rap game getting spooky |
Rap game getting spooky |
Everybody got straps |
Everybody move packs |
Everybody gettin' money |
Everybody got stacks |
Not a foreign, that’s a hooptie |
Not your life, that’s a movie |
Rap game getting spooky |
Rap game getting spooky |
Y’all was bragging and popping molly |
I was bragging I prolly popped somebody |
When I say I was popping wheelies, they wasn’t Kawasaki |
Went from eating yakisoba to riding Maserati |
A dollar couldn’t control me, no Holy God Almighty |
You told niggas you was from the ville, you ain’t tell niggas what you want |
You still be jacking that 69 nigga, he don’t care that he’s a snitch, son |
You hit the man on Instagram, send direct message to him, son |
'Cause you don’t feel sorry for the whole Trey Way he left them done |
Then rapper niggas turn gangsta |
Then gangsta niggas start rappin' |
Then every time them worlds collide |
We left with the bullshit that happens |
That loc' Pop Smoke was crippin' |
That neighborhood nit was crippin' |
Somebody say it’s coincidence and I tell that nigga he trippin' |
Everybody show money |
'Til you see 'em in the whip |
Everybody looking gangsta |
'Til you see 'em in the street |
Broke, still buying jewelery |
Lil' mama buying Gucci |
Rap game getting spooky |
Rap game getting spooky |
Everybody got straps |
Everybody move packs |
Everybody gettin' money |
Everybody got stacks |
Not a foreign, that’s a hooptie |
Not your life, that’s a movie |
Rap game getting spooky |
Rap game getting spooky |
Yeah you know what’s spooky, is stand up G’s get in |
Then they end up losing they lives like Nip' Hussle |
Rest in peace, Pop Smoke |
Stand up dudes |
But them snitch niggas, rackin' up 10 million dollar deals |
That’s spooky |
Spooky |