Nightmare Before Sturdy

You have entered the domain of Jersey Boi Jester

I'm waking up dead and I feel like a skeleton

But I ain't really that old

The devil ran up on my DMs

Tryna go get me to sell my soul

I could be spinning the block and be getting the treats

Or watching her dance the pole

But I'm a dead man walking, I'm having a nightmare

The streets have me losing control

Ding dong ditching cribos and be hitting licks on candy

Stepping up and pimping I'm a king like I be Jacky

But there's something fucking missing

Yeah I'm needing me a Sally

I'm walking loud with both my claws

Ain't much of it is sandy

On the 31st, I be sturdy

Don't need a perm, my hair be curly

Not no stooges, though I'm flocking

Hoping no one do me dirty

Bitch I be dressing up flicking it up I be doing the show and tell

Squatting it up on the edges I'm looking so fly, I be feeling like L

Though I ain't doing no snitching to feds

Don't call me 6ix9ine, this shit do not sell

Haters be calling me trash

And be tryna get under my skin

They don't know how to spell

Running through the hills and I'm about to get me heat

Happy Halloween, you wanna spin or trick or treat

Standing on my business, ten toes, on my feet

The only thing I'm swiping left on is just the motherfucking lean

Who the fuck?

Testing luck

Against me, can we keep it a buck

Got my boots on and I'm lacing em up

Gonna step on your necks like I'm stepping on bugs (EWWW MWAHA HAHA)

Bitches calling me scary

Well you gotta be joking cause I'm not even there yet

I mean I do it so good they should call me the boogieman

Try touching Kuro, you'll have trouble on your hands

Don't tote a gun but I bet I could make you dance

Go ahead and run cause this is your final chance!

Laughing so hard I just might split a seam

Can't comprehend the position you're in

The fun's just begun, but you are finished?

In the club I be fucking it up

Smoking blunts so I don't throw a punch

Painted up, I be using my luck

You a lame if I keep it a buck

Run it up, letting go of the cup

Ang3l Crat3r, bitch I'm bad as fuck

I'm waking up dead and I feel like a skeleton

But I ain't really that old

The devil ran up on my DMs

Tryna go get me to sell my soul

I could be spinning the block and be getting the treats

Or watching her dance the pole

But I'm a dead man walking, I'm having a nightmare

The streets have me losing control

Ding dong ditching cribos and be hitting licks on candy

Stepping up and pimping I'm a king like I be Jacky

But there's something fucking missing, yea I'm needing me a Sally

I'm walking loud with both my claws ain't much of it is sandy