SIDDHI BOIS (feat. SiNNER MOON)

Siddhi siddhi siddhi

Swear to god, true stories i tell

Swear to god, murda rap’s what I wrote

Swear to god, dead men don’t talk

Swear to god, put these boys on the rope

Siddhi bois on payroll

Ride round wit a scope

Swear to god, they don’t talk bout none

Chop your head, cut your throat

Rap game full of clowns

Murda rap’s what I wrote

Siddhi bois don’t talk

Siddhi bois don’t walk

SMS imma send in my shootas

Catch an opp on the road

SMS imma call them

Stains on the curvestones

Designer hoes i been had

Broke bois I been that

Girls next door they give head

Siddhi bois, no scatt pacc

223s, aiming at your head

I’m a siddhi boi u’s a pussy ass

U’s a stupid lil boi don’t fight back

Keep a Glock, keep a stick

I let it go

Go

On froze

On froze

Go

Yeah they talk too much i put that shit on froze

Yeah I keep this shit on froze

223s i blast that bitch l keep that shit on froze

Yeah he talks too much, a hoe

Ion Fucc wit young xan hoes

Siddhi bois wit a stick, I let it go

I just hit a lick I spin the block and go

All my homebois, all my homebois they on

Yeah they talk too much i put that shit on froze

Siddhi siddhi siddhi

Swear to god, true stories i tell

Swear to god, murda rap’s what I wrote

Swear to god, dead men don’t talk

Swear to god, put these boys on the rope

Siddhi bois on payroll

Ride round wit a scope

Swear to god, they don’t talk bout none

Chop your head, cut your throat

Rap game full of clowns

Murda rap’s what I wrote

Siddhi bois don’t talk

Siddhi bois don’t walk

SMS imma send in my shootas

Catch an opp on the road

SMS imma call them

Stains on the curvestones