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horror movie - j-raa lyrics

[verse 1: j*raa]
halloween night
red dot sight
got the 45 strapped up nice and tight
shh
ain’t n0body on guard
first degree charge when ya roll up in the yard
kiddies in the street searchin’ for that candy
i ain’t big and green but don’t make me angry
do ya really wanna know
what i’m boutta do when you’re all alone?
go shawty
it’s ya birthday
we loadin’ up a shotty, it’s boutta be a murder case
ain’t no ice cream cake wit’ the candles
feelin’ like i’m rambo
hand up on the handle
jerkin’ off a lot so you know how fast my hand go
barrel goin’ pop, i ain’t talkin’ mello yello
d*mn hoe
i ain’t know you was a fan though
ran home, i’ma make the news
watergate scandal

[hook: j*raa]
cut the b*tch up, ain’t gon’ send hеr to the morgue
walkin’ out the housе, bl**dy stains up on the floor
gasoline and match, can you guess what these are for?
finna turn your life into a horror movie
creepin’ in ya crib wit’ a loaded 44
in a couple minutes you ain’t here anymore
this a line to h*ll, lemme give a little tour
finna turn your life into a horror movie
[verse 2: blk t**ze]
yeah, i’m wit’ the sh*ts
i’m finna boot while i’m actin’ a monkey
i’m seein’ skin and a k!ll like a junkie
i see you been cuttin’ up, look at the wrists
i’m finna plot and it comes wit’ a twist
i cheese wit’ a knife and i beat wit’ a swiss
i bleed ’em on sight and i’m takin’ his b*tch
we holdin’ ’em back, the fire was lit
i burn down the house, the baby and crib
f*ck is the plot? man i think i got loose screws
man out his brain and i come to yo’ place wit’ a package
just dog in the box like it’s blue clues
this is obscene like we watchin’ through roku
k!ll and be bookoo
f*ck wrong wit’ bluetooth?
pairin’ us both on this beat we go coocoo
death is a b*tch but that b*tch be alive when we streamin’ on youtube

[hook: j*raa]
cut the b*tch up, ain’t gon’ send her to the morgue
walkin’ out the house, bl**dy stains up on the floor
gasoline and match, can you guess what these are for?
finna turn your life into a horror movie
creepin’ in ya crib wit’ a loaded 44
in a couple minutes you ain’t here anymore
this a line to h*ll, lemme give a little tour
finna turn your life into a horror movie
[verse 3: sebbyrotten]
man i go pop wit’ a gun in my sock
i don’t conceal i r*run wit’ my glocks
b*tches on b*tches on b*tches on hoes
i just f*ck once and then leave my ten toes
man i pull up and i clean wit’ my mop
f*cked her good once i just bust wit’ no stock
b*tch i’m insane cuz when i pray i stop
i’m catchin’ ’em lackin’ i bust wit’ my shots
i’m hearin’ the sirens, they comin’ for me
i don’t give a f*ck i bust at the police
b*tch i am armed but i’m reppin’ the team
i’m only 14 but caught a body
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout what you say
pull up and shoot up ya toupee
came back in runnin’ like usain
before you get hit wit’ this big old bolt

- j raa lyrics

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