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Lyrify.me

SPIDERBLOOD by Witchouse 40k Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 2021

[Hook]
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 coupé and I’m about to go and knock it’s top down
Talking like a rat, lil bitch you a cop, when I’m rolling down the block stay inside, it’s a lockdown
(x2)

[Verse]
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 ops imma 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 gangs 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
I keep that thing out, knocking they tops 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 imposter, 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 are 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, imma pull the knife up out the pack, put it up inside his throat, he ain’t ever coming back
[Hook]
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
Pullup in the coupé and I’m about to go and knock it’s top down
Talking like a rat, lil bitch you a cop, when I’m rolling down the block stay inside, it’s a lockdown
(x2)