Spiderblood 2: Rotten

(Ay, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, ay, yeah) (Yeah) (Nuke- Nuke-) Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down H- Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout Yuh Big body foreign, window tinted for the sun 40 on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds All these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons Hate me, I don't hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues Hi- Hi- Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun Catch 'em running out the back, I'm in the attic like The Grudge Ay Pop out with the gang to your whereabouts I'm coming out the motherfuckin' mud Bitch I pull up to the cut I've got lots of ghosts in the coffin Witchy itchin', I got the spiders in my blood, bitch Hit 'em with the drum clip, bullets through his lungs Chopper get to talking, hollows knocking out his guts Get back, let it bang on 'em Smoking opposition Backwoods 40 roll up, leave 'em looking like a Dutch Cock back, take his name I'm gon' leave 'em on the run from the witch I'm a bad motherfucker, I'm a god in this bitch Glock with a stick, turn your block into Swiss You a pussy, hit the coffin, send a shot through his ribs Talkin' like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck Pull up to your city with a vest Looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot, that's a bet (aight) Pull up- Pull up, hit 'em with the molly, now his nose drips (aight) I've been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives (aight) All these rappers acting pussy, on they hoe shit (aight) Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless (aight) See his addy, when he drops, I'mma close in (aight) Two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed (aight) Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken (aight) Talking on my name, 40 bringing the smoke in (aight) (Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken) (I'm gon'- I'm gon'- I'm gon'-) I'm gon' take that, yuh Hands on yo' chain, I'm gon' break that off (off) Came up from nothin', I'm raised bad Gang tats, mask on my face, where the case at? Now I'm gon' aim with the Glock, knock his face back, uh Sights through your vest, where the jakes at? Uh Ice through my heart, I'm gon' lace that, hate that Snatch out your soul with no takebacks I keep my hands on your bitch, I might take that, yuh (Nu- Nu-) Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down H- Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout Blegh!