Tyrez$ - Casket (feat. SpookyDaKid) Lyrics

This shit, this shit, I got it this long, waitin' long
I ain't game for any of this, don't play my game
But my body is like a beach ball, this long, this long, you know that I'm back
I put that boy in a casket, lookin' all racket

Comin' out the brick, lookin' like I'm on a casket
Runnin' on these ashes, everybody comin' at me from the f*ckin' back
So, look, look, everybody comin' at me, lookin' like I'm drugged out
Now, now, look, lookin' all around, lookin' like I'm on overcrowded, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Put that boy in the casket, if he keep makin' all that racket
Comin' out the grave, lookin' like I'm always on the take
I never stop, I'm in the fake, I don't give a f*ck, what they all wanna say

Put that boy in the casket, with all the blackheads on the back
Ayy, comin' out the grave, lookin' like I'm casting
Everybody runnin' on these ashes, that shit's so false
False, I'm on false, all these hoes comin' at me

Lookin' like I'm always gonna go, gotta go, gotta go
Fast hit the dash, throwin' down the f*ckin' highway
Highway, highway to my death
Comin' to the grave, droppin' off this f*ckin' death note

Bodies lookin' for the blood of my enemies, so false
And these hoes comin' at me, lookin' like I'm always on the back
I never stop, I'm in the fake, yeah
Put that boy in the casket, comin' from the casket

Ayy, I'm ready to crash when I'm young
Feelin' like I'm on a f*ckin' phone, yeah
Comin' out the grave, lookin' like I'm always on the sum, yeah
I put that boy in that casket

Run up on the trailer, bitch, she blastin' off some ashes
She just said she really want my cash, she a bad bitch
F*ck with eyelash, out, she a savage
Ayy, what the f*ck, she got the f*ckin' gun

She a run-up on the ceiling, bitch, I caught her with a gun
Boy, you poppin' all those pills, cause she with a f*ckin' bop
What the f*ck, you know about this life, like I'm really runnin' up
F*ck that, that's a C, like an A, shit

I just seen someone pop that cop that be lookin' sharp like a Xanax
What the f*ck, you ride up with that shit, look, it's the bandit
What the f*ck, you talkin' bout, like nigga you was changing
Hey, hey, ayy, what's up, what's with all you poppin' the casket

You only say that shit, and boy, you ain't nothin
What the f*ck, we just all around while you watchin
Like I just got that f*ckin' bitch, what the f*ck, you go bye bye
What the f*ck, I hit the drip-drip-drip-drip, bitch, what the shot

I got the gun up in my shit inside the bag, inside the top
Nigga, put the phone down, you know I'm bout this shit, I'm shootin' thots
Ayy