umtrillest - HALLOWEEN ENDS Lyrics

Glah
Glah glah, like
Grra grra, like
What? Like, uh
Uh, terror, uh
Nigga you shoulda known better uh
Coming through with a vendetta uh
Suicide, suicide letter you shoulda wrote that, bitch where yo pole at
I hopped out drippy in a fuckin chrome hat
He getting bodied, body, that's a toe tag
She want the kitty lick I don't go for that
She want the icky sticky that's a hoe trap
I gave her dicky dicky that's a blown back
She want the treats and tricky's thats a throwback
I'm finna bop on the bitch like I'm Kodak
I'm finna snap me a pic like a Kodak
And I think I'm in love with the way that she throw it back
And I told her turn it over that's a roll back
And you know when it's murder, murder bitch she wrote that
Uh huh, uh yuh uh huh, yeah she wrote that
Damn, she told me to take him off of the map and you know that I had to own that
Click baow, ooh, blowback
Ayyo he got his shit blown back
He had on a cap and that shit got thrown back
Like he Bobby Shmurda that shit never flown back
And now his nigga know that he cannot go back
If I find out that he go back, bet that I drove back
Niggas ain't really bout it I already know that
But my shorty about it and that's why I chose that
Put her hand on my neck and you bet Ima choke back
Put my hand on her pussy you know I control that
When I'm hitting that what she say daddy don't hold back
When I fuck a nigga up she say daddy don't hold back
Let me change the flow cause this shit getting old fast
Uh okay, I need some payback
Grra, rip through his shit Ima take that
Grra, fuck with the kid get yo face clapped
Grrah, me and my niggas go way back
Grra, fuck with the gang we don't play that
I know he don't really want war he ain't say that
Put the metal to his mouth, now he look like a train track (brace face)
Uh no nuh, uh no no
We don't wanna go
She don't wanna
She don't want me to go
I gotta go
When Halloween is over, it's coming to a close grra, grra grrah

Glah
Glah glah, like
Grra grra, like
What? Like, uh
Uh, terror, uh
Nigga you shoulda known better uh
Coming through with a vendetta uh
Suicide, suicide letter you shoulda wrote that, bitch where yo pole at
I hopped out drippy in a fuckin chrome hat
He getting bodied, body, that's a toe tag
She want the kitty lick I don't go for that
She want the icky sticky that's a hoe trap
I gave her dicky dicky that's a blown back
She want the treats and tricky's thats a throwback
I'm finna bop on the bitch like I'm Kodak
I'm finna snap me a pic like a Kodak
And I think I'm in love with the way that she throw it back
And I told her turn it over that's a roll back
And you know when it's murder, murder bitch she wrote that
Uh huh, uh yuh uh huh, yeah she wrote that
Damn, she told me to take him off of the map and you know that I had to own that
Click baow, ooh, blowback
Ayyo he got his shit blown back
He had on a cap and that shit got thrown back
Like he Bobby Shmurda that shit never flown back
And now his nigga know that he cannot go back
If I find out that he go back, bet that I drove back
Niggas ain't really bout it I already know that
But my shorty about it and that's why I chose that
Put her hand on my neck and you bet Ima choke back
Put my hand on her pussy you know I control that
When I'm hitting that what she say daddy don't hold back
When I fuck a nigga up she say daddy don't hold back
Let me change the flow cause this shit getting old fast
Uh okay, I need some payback
Grra, rip through his shit Ima take that
Grra, fuck with the kid get yo face clapped
Grrah, me and my niggas go way back
Grra, fuck with the gang we don't play that
I know he don't really want war he ain't say that
Put the metal to his mouth, now he look like a train track (brace face)
Uh no nuh, uh no no
We don't wanna go
She don't wanna
She don't want me to go
I gotta go
When Halloween is over, it's coming to a close grra, grra grrah