TracyDeuce - Spooky Lyrics

Hello, that's Dolan
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah
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I'm feeling spooky I just might kill you
Sike, nigga I'm just trynna scare you
These bullets doing what nair do
I strike em out I cannot spare you (Strike)
Shot em eight times seeing red, stop sign
I wake up right after lunch time
My brother guns in a drum line
Bitch wanna f*ck see the one sign
Nigga who is you foolin
Say you be trappin', ask me how to do it
Niggas is hot they need some coolant
Errything bad get with the movement (Gang)
Slim you ain't shwaggin foreal
Thummin through hunnits bag foreal
Bitch from the islands bad foreal
All my old bitches mad foreal
Uh bitch wanna f*ck lets get it
That bitch she nasty she very explicit
Niggas be whellin say they got a ticket
Whole time these niggas be smoking on midget
Stacy ooo I swear she the thickest
Macy's where I take all my side bitches
Ladies let me just get the ten digits
Katie head game is stupid it's visious
Drop a bag sax
Why I'm Shwaggin like that
Ooo tote my trap pack
Got the dough no flap jacks
Aye uh ski mask rolled up uh
I f*ck that bitch she got tore up uh
Booked for a show Imma show up uh
Nigga Deuce Baby gon' blow up uh
Nigga big racks it ain't nothing uh
See a bad bitch and I'm crushing uh
Hoe season bitch I ain't cuffing uh
We blowin gas and you huffing uh
He spilled the beans bakin
My niggas kidnap Taken
He don't got racks faking
House where they trap vacant
I used to sneak a lul bitch in my basement
Shawty was black and Asian Blasian
F*ck it, only cause shawty was caking
Huh, it was just an occupation
Ice on me I turn it cold when it's blazing
Bro sip on purple ain't talkin bout raisins
I f*ck that bitch and she walking and shaming
Bitch I'm a beast and you know you can't tame it (Nope)
Nigga I'm clean as a whistle (Whistle)
That pussy pink like a skittle
When I go deep she gon' wiggle
I f*ck her then it's dismissal
I love my bitch and that's so very true
She don't listen like Eve when she still ate the fruit
I know she don't want me just for the loot
Bro sending shots make that boy do the shoot
Load up the shells uh
Take off a arm and a leg (Boom)
White bitch look like Adele
She said she wamme f*ck her in a shed
She riding me like some pegs
Bitch I got chickens and eggs
I'm number one I'm ahead
You number two like some lead (Ha)
I put my mother in Gucci Shwaggin and shit
Nineteen droppin big baggage and shit
Deuce on the beat bitch and I'm dabbin and shit
Bitch from Southeast and she savage and shit
I'm wit Montana we f*cking your bitch
You over there crying ain't heard from her since
They locked me up cuffed my hands and my feet
Cause they said I shouldn't have murdered da beat
Homocide genocide its gettin duffy
Bro got a dog and he naming him scruffy
Gas bag turn da clean air into musty
Deuce on the come up no question I must be
McDonald's cup with the lean in it my brother ain't sippin' on sweet tea (Nope)
Brand new glock with da beam in it when you see it, it look like a high beam
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