Savage Ga$p, David Shawty - ​nitemare dance lyrics

Yeah i'm not Tyga but I still am Tyga ayy
David mr worldwide

Look, I'ma hit the nightmare dance
All my friends are dead
Graveyard pack, smoke crack, 4 AM
Hit the nightmare dance
All my friends are dead
Pumpkins talking to me
Tryna tell me kill again

I got a bloody-ass wrist, bloody-ass fit's
And if your shit not bloody
You can go and suck a dick
Me and David hangin' out with
Demons in the crib
Only getting bald fades 'cause we
Ballin' out this bitch
Angels in my cup, demons pour me up
King of Halloween, coked up in the club
You was on a roll
Now your grave is getting dug
And if you don't fuck with David
I could never dap you up

Look, I'ma hit the nightmare dance
All my friends are dead
Graveyard pack, smokе crack, 4 AM
Hit the nightmare dance
All my friеnds are dead
Pumpkins talking to me
Tryna tell me kill again

All my friends are dead, Dead Kennedys
Hop up out the bed then I take some ketamine
Feel like Soulja Boy, I hop up out the bed
Cut you with a pencil
I'ma fill you up with lead
I feel like the X-Files, scary shit
I'm not talking Ted i was too geeked up
I didn't hear what the fuck you said (David)
Fuck her till she's screaming real loud
'til I'm deaf
8 ball of coke, score the ball like the Mets
Nitemare dance
Move my arms from side to side
I'm off drugs and she likes it when I lie
I can't lose, if you win, it's just a tie
I'm so fucking fancy
I'm not talking suit and tie

Look, I'ma hit the nightmare dance
All my friends are dead
Graveyard pack, smoke crack, 4 AM
Hit the nightmare dance
All my friends are dead
Pumpkins talking to me
Tryna tell me kill again