Ouija Board

Ski I hit fiends and freeze 'em foes Bando scary like a ouija board Says she never been Dior Pull up in something she ain't seen before Real niggas don't need the law Why the fuck would I keep her for? I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a Ouija board I need a new bag fill up the bag Feds on the way ready to trap (Yeah) He got nobody but he saying slatt (Slatt) Hit up his block hit up his cap (Yeah) Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats Gucci the sweater, and Gucci the hat (Hat) Lil' nigga gun in the class (Class) I told my engineer yo' bring it back (Back, uh) She can't feel her facе soon as this pill kick in My junkie complaining 'bout the traffic he got four childrеn (Traffic) I still serve the junkie and the old women One took out the pipe and give him autism (Ski, ski) I be with it Put it in the Pyrex, can't see it Chef 29 like I gotta be the best Mom said that the lean gon' be my death I got Chanaynay for my main bae Lean and perc' on the same day Baby girl, I ain't feeling the same New AP and I'm still late I hit fiends and freeze 'em foes Bando scary like a ouija board Says she never been Dior Pull up in something she ain't seen before Real niggas don't need the law Why the fuck would I keep her for? I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a Ouija board I need a new bag fill up the bag Feds on the way ready to trap (Yeah) He got nobody but he saying slatt (Slatt) Hit up his block hit up his cap (Yeah) Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats Gucci the sweater, and Gucci the hat (Hat) Lil' nigga gun in the class (Class) I told my engineer yo' bring it back (Back) She said "Oh, so you're from London? You like tea and crumpets?" Where I'm from real bad man (Yeah), real fuckin' gunman Checking the crack, I turn on the tap, I whip up a batch the magic went poof (Ski, ski, ski) Come hit my trap and ask all the cats if it was all cap, they'll tell you the truth (Ski, ski, ski) Ask about my traps get like Ouija boards I come from freezing foes Hit your block like Theodore Bad bitch like Rita Ora My shoes Christian Dior I got what she looking for The trap still boomin' north My trap's moving all alone like a Ouija board Every time I pull up, don't you know I need you more You look good in Dior, that's what I bought it for I done spent another mortgage on my Audemar I hit fiends and freeze 'em foes Bando scary like a ouija board Says she never been Dior Pull up in something she ain't seen before Real niggas don't need the law Why the fuck would I keep her for? I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a Ouija board I need a new bag fill up the bag Feds on the way ready to trap (Yeah) He got nobody but he saying slatt (Slatt) Hit up his block hit up his cap (Yeah) Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats Gucci the sweater, and Gucci the hat (Hat) Lil' nigga gun in the class (Class) I told my engineer yo' bring it back (Back, uh)