TERROR REID - Step Back! (Voodoo Shit) lyrics
TERROR REID [Tanner Petulla] San Jose, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[TERROR REID - Step Back! Voodoo Shit lyrics]
Dynamo slow on the mic for sure
We do it big out here son
See, that's how you do where you at
R-E-ID you punk bitch
What it mean? Bitch you tell me what it mean
Look
Quiet down, the boss boutta speak
And word on the street is
"he came from tha undaneath"
Knockin' boots of ya feet man, he kinda neat
Enough to go around so pull up a seat
Y'ain know 'bout the power I bestow
I pop and Adderall and my eyes start to glow
And when I’m in that shit, yo
I float like a boat
Might open up a store cuz these
Fools always want some more
Don’t get it twisted man, this kid cuckoo
He prolly fuck with voodoo
You say you know but the never knеw you
I'm finna show 'em how I do, dude
The rap guru and if thеre’s static bitch
I'm runnin' through you cuz yo
Reid higher than a double jump
I wrote this shit off a bump in
2 minutes and it still slump
Now close ya eyes
And keep that bunk shit behind me
And if you really want it G
You know where I’ll be
(So where you at?)
I’m in the Eames leaned back (Right)
Ain’t got a dolla' for yo ass, step back
These suckaz new (True)
Its like they still got a tag
What’s up with that?
I give the game a bubble bath
No matter what they want
Ima kick 'em in the ass (Zip)
Give 'em a zap
These fools giving me a rash (Yeah)
The illest mofucka ya ever gon’ see
(Ya ever gon’ see) you know who it is so
Mothafucka come and find me
O-o-o-o this dude a boss
Reachin' for the mic like them
Hoes reachin' for his balls
Man he can do it all
I heard them say they seen
Him floatin' through walls makin the calls
Double dippin’ in all the sauce
Affirmative, y'ain’t heard of this
He always curve a bitch
Man this boy don’t ever quit
And now he’s taking down the
Building you living in
Then dig ya out just to peep
The fit he did it in sick, Nasty
Pullin in with a bitch lookin real classy
Peep how thick the ass be
Off them pills got me feelin
Greater that the Gatsby hit the gas
Cuz ya ass ain’t ever gonna pass me
Damn straight, now where you tryna play?
I got some bitches mane
And they sippin' tanqueray
And if you tryna do it
Try to do it just like this
I'm in the kitchen showin' these
Chumps where the spice is
(So where you at?)
I’m in the Eames leaned back (Right)
Ain’t got a dolla' for yo ass, step back
These suckaz new (True)
Its like they still got a tag
What’s up with that?
I give the game a bubble bath
No matter what they want
Ima kick 'em in the ass (Zip)
Give 'em a zap
These fools giving me a rash (Yeah)
The illest mofucka ya ever gon’ see
(Ya ever gon’ see) you know who it is so
Mothafucka come and find me
(So where you at?)
I’m in the Eames leaned back (Right)
Ain’t got a dolla' for yo ass, step back
These suckaz new (True)
Its like they still got a tag
What’s up with that?
I give the game a bubble bath
No matter what they want
Ima kick 'em in the ass (Zip)
Give 'em a zap
These fools giving me a rash (Yeah)
The illest mofucka ya ever gon’ see
(Ya ever gon’ see) you know who it is so
Mothafucka come and find me
Ya bitch
(I’m in the Eames leaned back, right)
Its ya boy ( I be back)
We back in it
(And boy this is just the beginning)
(You as fuck, Shit) dYNAMO, whatchu know?
Y'ain't seen this one from a mile away
Prolly more
You ain't gon' see dis shit in store