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spectre (rapper) - squabble up lyrics

[intro: spectre]
god knows
i am reincarnated
i was stargazin’
life goes on, i need all my babies (gyah, gyah)

[verse 1: spectre]
woke up lookin’ for the broccoli
high+key, keep a h+rn on me, that kamasi
ip, ownership, the blueprint is by me
mr. get off, i get off at my feet
when i hear music, it makes me dance
you got the music, now is your chance
a yee n+gga couldn’t try me in the tri+state
buddy pass, bet i get him splashed ’til he hydrated
bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated
i got the money and the power both gyratin’

[chorus: spectre]
i feel good, get the f+ck out my face
look good, but shе don’t got no taste
i walk in, walked out with the safе
mando, let me know what the play

[verse 2: spectre]
what the f+ck?
i got hits, i got bucks, i got new paper cuts
i got friends, i got foes, but they all sitting ducks
hit his turf and get crackin’, double back like a deluxe
fifty deep, but it ain’t deep enough
f+ck a plea, there he go, beat him up
fallin’ from my money tree and it grow throughout the months
spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it’s us
[chorus: spectre]
i feel good, get the f+ck out my face
look good, but she don’t got no taste
i walk in, walked out with the safe
mando, let me know what the play

[post+chorus: spectre]
squabble up, squabble up
squabble up, squabble up
squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)
squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up

[bridge: spectre]
hol’ up (hol’ up)
where you from? (where you from?)
my b+tch (my b+tch)
i’m finna go dumb (finna go dumb)
sideways (sideways)
bunk skunk (bunk skunk)
fever (fever)
i’m on one (i’m on one)

[verse 3: spectre]
thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin’ it
quid pro quo, what you want? ’cause i’m watchin’ it
work on the floor, let me know if you clockin’ it
brodie won’t go, but i know that he poppin’ it
it was woof tickets on sale ’til i silenced it
pipe down, young, these some whole other politics
b+tch with him and some b+tch in him, that’s a lot of b+tch
don’t hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies
ghetto child, it was black & milds with the smirnoff
yeehaw, we outside, whoadie ’bout to k!ll him off
blaps on blaps, it’s a fact, this a brick of raw
tell me why the f+ck you n+ggas rap if it’s fictional?
tell me why the f+ck you n+ggas fed if you criminal?
“ayy, dot, can i get a drop?” i’m like, “n+gga, nah”
ace boon coon from the westside to senegal
it’s a full moon, let the wolves out, i been a dog (ah)
[chorus: spectre]
i feel good, get the f+ck out my face
look good, but she don’t got no taste
i walk in, walked out with the safe
mando, let me know what the play

[post+chorus: spectre]
squabble up, squabble up
squabble up, squabble up
squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)
squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up

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