Spooky (feat. Jay Litoo)

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Rome.Gusto

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Yea it's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here

It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 

Lito/Gusto on the beat
All these bitches on meat
To much bitches got treesh 
But you know I gotta leave 
Bro you know I'm going hard
Super hard superstar of the league 
And you know I got a big gun 
Peep the gray shorts for the tease 

All these niggas sitting court side 
They watch how I dump on the beat 
Niggas thought it would never be me 
But I'm counting my blessings 
Lil nigga made it out the trenches 
I see a bag and I get to the running 

I came up from nothin 
Them bitches were frontin 
I pop out wit diamonds 
They like how I'm stuntin 

She wanna f*ck wit the best 
I came out the whip, yeah
She Know who the boss is 
Young nigga flexin he flossin 
Came out the mud gettin 
Green like it's Boston 
Niggas gon envy 
So I'm Crackin the can over that Nigga head like he Austin 
But young nigga flexin 
He restless
He paid 
He stackin his bread like it's Tetris 

But tell me 
Why these bitches like me 
Prolly cuz my vision shiny 
Dripper Game is Fucken grimy 
Spitting bars just like a Tommy 

Like a Tommy 
With Blat and the boom
Bars alining, stars are shinning 
Lito throw the fucken oop
We fucken shinning 

Lito/Gusto with the gang 
Got the gang going stupid 
You could try to hide your face 
But I could see them tities moving
And I can beat that ass shaking
Cuz I got that bread that bacon 
Bitch ain't want me  
I Was basic 
I was stuck inside the basement

Ayee what
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky 
It's getting spooky in here 
It's getting spooky in here 

But f*ck wat they gotta say 
Ima hop on the track Ima do the race 
I been hopped in my bag 
That mean straight to the cash 
I been cuddling racks 
Yeah u know that's a fact 
Flexing a Cuban 
Baguettes on splash 
Making a movie 
They told me act bad 
Poppin the dusse 
Look treesh in the back 
Grabbing her hair 
While I'm up in her ass 

Speed it up
Ass is fat so poke it up 
Geeking up
Oh my gawd we geeking up
Got the bag n got the stuff 
Sit back, relax and bun the runtz
Just like soccer we kick it up 
Pack it up 
And you know we smoke it up 

Coke it up 
Broke it up 
She soak it up 
Let me show you off 
Take the L and get to thinking 
Shake it off the bag is waiting 
F*ck that bitch her back be aching 
She keep running I gotta chase it 
And you know I got the bag 
And you know I'm boutta to stash it 
And you know I got the pack
A nigga higher then Aladdin 
Take the risk and get to dashing 
And you know I'm fucken spazzing 
And you know a nigga trappin 
Got the bricks inside the attic 

Yea, keep going, keep going, yea

Nigga it's lethal shit 
Call me litoo bitch 
Peep the wrist 
You a lil trick  
You could have the kids 
Inside your mouth 
I ain't playing no house 
Tell that bitch go south

You a lil bitch and I'm hella big 
Pockets hella thick 
And I got the gift 
Dam I'm hella sick 
Dam I'm hella sick

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