Lyrics JASIAH – POLTERGEIST
Text:
JASIAH:
Oh shit?
The music started?
Yeah (Oh my-)
Ayy
Yeah (Ha-ha)
I’m fuckin’ mad (Okay!)
Oh, he’s mad! (Okay!)
Oh, he’s mad! (Okay!)
Ha-ha, ha-ha (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah!
Stuck in my mind, I been so fuckin’ stressed (Stressed)
All of my friends, yeah, they’re all in my head (All in my head- holy fuck)
I see you talkin’, but how can I trust you? (Oh, fuck)
You not my brother, so shut up, and fuck you (I’m tired of you)
Yeah, I can really see the lies (See the lies)
And, I love it how you slick, tryna’ disguise it (Yea, tryna’ disguise it)
Just a push-over, slow demise (Pussy! Ha-ha)
Watch you go ghost, nigga, uh, poltergeist
You was plottin’, but I see you ’round the opposition (Opposition)
The plot thickens, now you tryna’ make a proposition?
But, I can’t fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Ask God for forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
You was plottin’, but I see you ’round the opposition
The plot thickens, now you tryna’ make a proposition?
But, I can’t fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Ask God for forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
You so soft, I go off
You can’t defeat me, I take your fuckin’ nose off
I’m ready-ready with the Goyard
You petty-petty just a poser
I’m legendary, call me Mozart
We been through this already, can’t have no part
She give me Becky in a go-kart
JASIAH (Nascar Aloe):
Ha-ha
I’m fuckin’ Mario Kart
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ahh!)
Nascar Aloe:
Ho, I gotta shit (Bitch)
I guess I got that, ho, now, what’s my problem, bitch
Yeah, flexin’ ‘n shit, I know, I must be out of it
Yeah, SPMO ’cause I got a lil’ tolerance
Ahh!
For all your fuckin’ bullshit
Please, get the fuck out my face
We the hottest, and that not for debate
Shawty like the way that I urinate
Say you hungry, then I eat off your plate
You a snitch, I heard you talkin’ to Jake’s
Fuckboy, don’t communicate with ’em
I might have to fuckin’ shoot in the clique
‘Cause I ain’t got shit else to do today (Ahh!)
Shut the fuck up, knife cut like butter (Why you mad?)
If you really wanna die, I might run some (Where you at?)
Fuckin’ with me ruckus is suicide, ’cause I’m stuck up (Oh, you’re bad!)
Some fuckin’ TECs, AKs, and .9’s sound like dumptrucks
Suffocation, no breathin’
Slide down on that pussy for no reason
Head hurts, mind filled with them demons
He swear to god that he hard, think he tweakin’
JASIAH:
You was plottin’, but I see you ’round the opposition (Opposition)
The plot thickens, now you tryna’ make a proposition?
But, I can’t fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Ask God for forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
You was plottin’, but I see you ’round the opposition
The plot thickens, now you tryna’ make a proposition?
But, I can’t fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Ask God for forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches
You was plottin’, but I see you ’round the opposition
The plot thickens, now you tryna’ make a proposition?
But, I can’t fuck with you, probably speak to cops as witness
Ask God for forgiveness, never knew how to give fucks to snitches