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Hotboii

Spider Web

 

Spider Web

(альбом: Blinded By Death - 2022)


I throw my styles up, I look like Spider-Man
I smoke guacamole, can I survive the man
Hotboii, I'm a fireman
I can't let my fire end, beef with the fireman
Again, look and die nigga's talking out his neck
Pulled up on em out the window like you know we tryna jack
We don't do no internet, no we don't get into that
Police on those websites, keep me off that spider web

My niggas rat racing couldn't keep the eel around his leg, so he clipped it
I hope the crackers didn't find him yet
Bae don't tell me that you love me I don't got no time for that
I could've said it back, but I just really bringing me something back
Would've bring me right back
Why you love me I ain't all that
Big cocaine like I'm crack
It's worth 3 in my jacket
It's a cold war I don't need no bodyguard I bodyguard my own self
I woke up this morning eating breakfast sipping on syrup
On purple, moving slow turtle
I don't know Urkel, okay
Water whip, lost a couple grams
That white off, I don't know Virgil

I throw my styles up, I look like Spider-Man
I smoke guacamole, can I survive the man
Hotboii, I'm a fireman
I can't let my fire end, beef with the fireman
Again, look and die nigga's talking out his neck
Pulled up on em out the window like you know we tryna jack
We don't do no internet, no we don't get into that
Police on those websites, keep me off that spider web

Beef on websites, no, that was never me
Police spotting the web, they catching everything
They getting piece by piece, my word to keep it street
Impress my favorite opp bro he doing PPP
Aye free my nigga Bleed, man EGE complete
I don't care what my schedule look like, I'm gonna be there when he released
Ran up in that Lambo, let you whip that Benz like it's stolen
And if you do it, do it like you did this shit before

I throw my styles up, I look like Spider-Man
I smoke guacamole, can I survive the man
Hotboii, I'm a fireman
I can't let my fire end, beef with the fireman
Again, look and die nigga's talking out his neck
Pulled up on em out the window like you know we tryna jack
We don't do no internet, no we don't get into that
Police on those websites, keep me off that spider web

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