phantogamo - house feat. fxck$omni (prod. nitetime) lyrics
[intro]
nitetime
[hook]
don’t f+ck a round uh huh uh huh
i’ll run in yo house uh huh uh huh
wit’ the shotty in my couch say h+llo to your mom shove that sh+t up her
blouse uh huh uh huh
smoke out your house uh huh uh huh
lil’ b+tch come out uh huh uh huh
i’m stompin you out, gun down your house we
airin’ it out uh huh uh huh
[verse]
run… b+tch… i ride wit a stick
you will end up six, six six feet deep in the cement
i’m fully loaded, couldn’t give a f+ck bout a b+tch…
you will not disrespect my clique
f+ck around then shots get dismissed
i pull up on a b+tch make him run like we feds but we don’t f+ck wit
feds we just want that boy head off
ima leave him runnin back, i’ma blow his stomach back
i know he ain’t comin back, i put on my hunting cap to find him n+gga
i cut my serpents off just like the germans sought
took a pill, took em all, out the lane swervin off
i feel like taliban, think i’m from pakistan
i need my demons dead, i need the contraband
[hook] x2
f+ck a round uh huh uh huh
i’ll run in yo house uh huh uh huh
wit’ the shotty in my couch say h+llo to your mom shove that sh+t up her
blouse uh huh uh huh
smoke out your house uh huh uh huh
lil’ b+tch come out uh huh uh huh
i’m stompin you out, gun down your house we
airin’ it out uh huh uh huh
[verse] + fxck$omni
world war 3, 12 o’ clock, keep talkin sh+t yeah might get popped
p+ssy jitt yeah you a opp, pulled up on ya block with my m+th+f+ckin’ glock ya
keep that sh+t in my sock, got ya b+tch and she all on my c+ck
got ya b+tch and she don’t want me to stop, cause’ she said that i’m right on her sweet spot yeah
that’s three to the head lil’ n+gga now you dead lil’ n+gga like i’m m+th+f+ckin’ freddy, sike
one, two yeah buckle my shoe yeah three to the four make sure you shut the door
now you in my world, no escape, p+ssy boy yeah it’s cause you a b+tch
p+ssy boy yeah it’s cause you a snitch, i don’t give a d+mn i’mma leave you in the ditch ayy
[hook]
f+ck a round uh huh uh huh
i’ll run in yo house uh huh uh huh
wit’ the shotty in my couch say h+llo to your mom shove that sh+t up her
blouse uh huh uh huh
smoke out your house uh huh uh huh
lil’ b+tch come out uh huh uh huh
i’m stompin you out, gun down your house we
airin’ it out uh huh uh huh
[outro]
huh phantom, huh phantom, phantom, phantom, phantom
yuh
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