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Savage Ga$p - pumpkins scream in the dead of night w/ shinigami
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Savage Ga$p
Savage Ga$p
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93FEETOFSMOKE
93FEETOFSMOKE
Performer
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93FEETOFSMOKE
93FEETOFSMOKE
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Gaspare, what the hell you doin'? I just had to do it on my own shit, uh I just had to do her on some cold shit, uh I just got these bitches in my cold grip, uh Know you see me lookin' like a ghost, bitch, uh Ayy, like a ghost, bitch, uh I just seen 'em lookin' when I rode in (uh) Ayy, on some hoe shit, uh I just hit it once and then that hoe dipped (dipped) Young Jack in the back, hoe (in the back) I been in the cut, lookin' spooky in a black coat (bitch) And she fuckin' with my tats, though I don't know her name but I just know I'm finna clap, though, ayy Look, don't know her, uh I'm just finna glow, October, uh Ayy, don't know her, uh Boy, I'm finna glow, October Look, and I been gettin' bands, no Green Day I been fuckin' geeked off a bean for a week straight, uh Ga$p, 93, hit a team play Catch me in a graveyard, posted where the fiends stay, look Ayy, and I'm up in her guts, no Berserk, uh (ayy, yuh) Got these bitches jumpin' out they T-shirt, uh (jumping out they t-shirt) And I just got a chain for my bro And I'm finna get my own, but my brothers gotta eat first, ugh Look, and I don't text hoes I'm just in their mouth like strep throat And I don't even really wanna feel it Shinigami told me, "Kill 'em," I said, "Let me grab my death note", uh Ayy, don't know her, uh Boy, I'm finna glow, October, uh Look, don't know her, uh Boy, I'm finna glow, October October (bitch), it's a nightmare Feelin' like Jack, I'm a king, you're a poser (you're a poser) Fuck out the way, if you see me, move over If you can't hear me, lil' bitch, move closer (damn) Yuh, and you can't see me, I'm a ghost Got this smoke in my throat Can't feel my face, I'm 'bout to choke ('bout to choke) I been on the road, fuck the pressure, I won't fold I been chillin' with Gasper on Winterhill, and it's cold (bitch) I don't listen for shit, I don't ever do what I'm told That's why these labels are tight 'cause I just can't be controlled (bitch) I got chains on my body, lookin' partly decomposed Bloody ice on my wrist, like Sub-Zero, I'm froze, bitch (I'm froze, bitch)
Writer(s): Gianni Veloz, Gaspare Magaddino Iv, Mark Andrew Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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