flow season – grabbed by the ghoulies lyrics
[verse 1: fleeze]
everybody talks sh-t ‘bout a wiccan
’til she takes a knee
and she sucks some diccan
rhymes super crispy
like kentucky fried chicken
grab a drumstick
and you know the rest
be the best on the rest
is the real test
if you barhop with the fleeze
we the realest
let me know boy
your mama can’t feel this
circ-mcised prize
she ain’t gotta peel this
jack of all trades
dub v, charleston
spread my -ss on the map
in case you lost it
check it out wack
these pansies are asking for us
to point and laugh
they wanna bust -ss on the drop in
and slide out when they beefing
their girls never ate meat like a vegan
wanna try me?
i’m freaking out
and my nuts are south of
where your mouth is
snacking on me
while i’m making floutas
m-ssive amounts
of girls be pouting
when they turned down
by the big d-ck loutkin
i’m just tryna keep it f-cking cool though
i’m just tryna get my d-ck blew though
i’m just tryna bust another rhyme though
i’m just tryna waste all of your time though
nice job dummy
triggered my trap card
the p-ssed off greek
and it hits like it got bars
but it don’t
it just fools r-t-rds
who voted for a spray tan
whose d-ck can’t get hard
now it’s a little ironic
for the poor to vote
for someone iconic
for sh-tting on the poor
and taking and h–rding
all the money for himself
starving out who can’t score it
it’s a real sad story
and as for the poor
i’m not tryna be boring
i’m just selling the truth
so bounce like his checks
if you can’t afford it
[interlude]
grab
grab- grab- grab ’em
grab- grab- grab ’em
[verse 2: wack]
stand back, i’m a boaster, a b-st-rd
grip gas on a gopher or gaffer
ozone get a hole from the rapping
villainous sh-t
kick a d-ck on a captain
planet plan p-ss on some real sh-t
spit a mystic diss, rough on a realist
tough t-ts, tick tock
time’s up b-tch
treason my business
season of witches
tasteless like i’m macing faces
b-ss is faceplate shake
daily basis
shameless like a baseless claim is
hang with sp-ce greys
from maine to (ur-n-s)
never eat leaves
i’m a meat eat rascal
beat seethes heat
like a beast in a castle
voodoo dudes
dance on you dips h-ts
parachute pants
in your parlor i p-ssed in
creep in on a covert mission
the moon high in the night
stained crimson
shriek loud ‘cause i’m
goblin and proud
and i’m out for some fun
or the blood of an infant
f-ck that, jk, lemme run it back
funny, wack sprays ak with the stunning raps
calm down, sit still for the k!ll
take a shot every time a bar
registers as money cash
might wanna step down there stupid
‘cause the bars same proof
in booze as iq is
too tight and the rhymes three ruthless
four lines out of the five
could cause lupus
loop this ‘cause your dude
spits sickly
quickly talk sh-t
to a squadron of stimpys
yeah, rap game ren hoek
wyling violent
i’m a mad dog flowing
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