HOBGOBLIN

(Ay, ay, ay, yuh)
 (Ay, ay)
 Ei-ei-eight legs, zombie walking, now I'm talkin' with the crows
 Cemetery tiptoeing, hoppin' over bones
 40 feelin' cold, no heart, see the hole
 Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
 Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove like that (hoof)
 40 out the bottom, kickin' doors like that, like that (hoof, hoof)
 I lay your teeth on the road
 Stomp it and take out your soul, soul
 Eight legs, zombie walking, now I'm talkin' with the crows
 Cemetery tiptoeing, hoppin' over bones
 40 feelin' cold, no heart, see the hole
 Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
 Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove like that (hoof)
 40 out the bottom, kickin' doors like that, like that (hoof, hoof)
 I lay your teeth on the road
 Stomp it and take out your soul, soul (hoof)
 40 always fiendin', I'm a demon out the box, box
 Devil up on my shoulder, leave 'em coughing 'til' they rot
 Pull up, I'm gon' bring the problem to the motherfuckin' block
 New strap with a dot, run up on 'em, he get knock-knocked
 Pull up with a Glock, bump stock for the opps
 Real talk, motherfucker, bullets take away his thoughts
 Actin' so soft, so I had to cut 'em off
 Got the mind up on the money, I could never take a loss, loss
 40 alone, where they at?
 Glock on my body, no rats and I bag 'em, no cap-cap-cap
 Yuh, slasher his clique, he ain't bout that
 Holes in his lung make 'em gasp
 Nova they back, burn 'em up like the sun
 We gon' run through they home, 'cause I came up from nothin'
 Broke out the bottom, was raised on the run
 I won't ever look back, all my scars turning numb, numb
 Police on me, run off like a rabbit
 I'm gon' eat it, flush it, here you want it? Have it!
 Flip the mattress, I'on know what happened
 "No Your Honor, sorry, I got sober habits"
 Witchy lurkin', all these artists actin'
 I came out the dungeon, got my mama's baggage
 Bring out the ghosts from his past, hold a grudge like a movie
 I'm creepin' all up in his attic 'ic
 I got a gun, Lil' 40 gon' run up
 I'm charged like a battery, 'bout all the static
 I see his chain, I'm gon' grab it
 I'm upping his budget, he broke like he pay me in taxes
 Bitch try and play me
 I nut on her face and I call up and tell all her exes she average
 I got a Glock with a scope, put a shot through your throat
 Leave 'em coughing up heat like a dragon
 Eight legs, zombie walking, now I'm talkin' with the crows
 Cemetery tiptoeing, hoppin' over bones
 40 feelin' cold, no heart, see the hole
 Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
 Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove like that (hoof)
 40 out the bottom, kickin' doors like that, like that (hoof, hoof)
 I lay your teeth on the road
 Stomp it and take out your soul
 Eight legs, zombie walking, now I'm talkin' with the crows
 Cemetery tiptoeing, hoppin' over bones
 40 feelin' cold, no heart, see the hole
 Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
 Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove like that (hoof)
 40 out the bottom, kickin' doors like that, like that (hoof, hoof)
 I lay your teeth on the road
 Stomp it and take out your soul-soul (hoof, hoof)
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