Xavier Wulf, MARCELO - SPIKE WULF lyrics
[Xavier Wulf, MARCELO - SPIKE WULF lyrics]
Marcelo who, nigga?
Man, my trunk sound like this when
Me and my niggas ride through
Grandmama in your living room
Thought that y'all was doomed
If a sucker hating on me
I'll take his shorty to the moon
And don't think that she ever
Coming back too soon
Don't think I won't sweep a
Sucker up with the broom
Yodaichi, keep me geeky, this no Kiki
That's my boo
Pull up with my niggas smoking
More than him and you
I give no fuck about your purpose, nigga
I'ma hurt you if you pull up moving crazy
I bet we reverse you i'm from Memphis
Tennessee where they'd rather murk you
Mind your business, don't get in it
He might have to dirt you
I'ma only tell the truth
I got the mausoleum view
Nigga, who? And that could go for him or you
I tried to keep the peace
But they let the hate through
And the tears burn
I'm blowing anger out the roof
At one point in time
I didn't trust my own truth
I smoke a hundred blunts while
I ponder on the truth
Now I understand why they
Never let me through
Now I understand why I'm nothing like you
Dragon Fang Gang, pull up to it
Then it's through
Nigga, who? I put the sand in his boots
Space cowboy, platinum-plated on the coupe
I'ma slide through it just to
Pick up me a few
And then I slide off into the Himalayan view
Nigga, who?
Man, my trunk sound like this when
Me and my niggas ride through
Grandmama in your living room
Thought that y'all was doomed
If a sucker hating on me
I'll take his shorty to the moon
And don't think that she ever
Coming back too soon
Don't think I won't sweep a
Sucker up with the broom
Yodaichi, keep me geeky, this no Kiki
That's my boo
Pull up with my niggas smoking
More than him and you
I give no fuck about your purpose, nigga
I'ma hurt you if you pull up moving crazy
I bet we reverse you i'm from Memphis
Tennessee where they'd rather murk you
Mind your business, don't get in it
He might have to dirt you
I'ma only tell the truth
I got the mausoleum view
Nigga, who? And that could go for him or you
I tried to keep the peace
But they let the hate through
And the tears burn
I'm blowing anger out the roof
At one point in time
I didn't trust my own truth
I smoke a hundred blunts while
I ponder on the truth
Now I understand why they
Never let me through
Now I understand why I'm nothing like you
Dragon Fang Gang, pull up to it
Then it's through
Nigga, who? I put the sand in his boots
Space cowboy, platinum-plated on the coupe
I'ma slide through it just to
Pick up me a few
And then I slide off into the Himalayan view
Nigga, who?