Spazzing

By AK (UK)

Released on June 25, 2020

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[Intro]

Ghosty

[Chorus: AK & Trapx10]

Wet man 'til he turn Casper

Smoke in this pump, I ain't talkin' asthma

Drillin' for fun on the mains on camera

Bitch better rate my gangster

Bitch better rate my badness

Pull up on madness, shotgun spazzin'

And I got packs still slangin'

Line stay bangin', the fiends stay cattin'

Rambo on my hip ain't for fashion

I do shit, them boy imagine

Window wind down, it's bangin'

Or jump out rides with shanks and stab him

Anyone's strip, I'll do that crashin'

Hit that prick, he'll fly like Aladdin

Anyone's block, set up, I'm trappin'

Sweep them cats like my phone moves rapid


[Verse 1: AK]

Laugh and chuckle

Pull up, man trip and buckle

Soak man's ribs, let him swim in a puddle

I can't let CID catch man with this duffle

I'm a active geezer

But you know already

Double tap this wap at the Beamer, seater

Hold that two hand steady

With my blade I'm like Grim Reaper

Shave in the place, it gets so messy

Shh come fast like a cheetah

If I caught him, would've spillled spaghetti

This chamber's filled with shisha

Corn get flung above the belly

Big brucky, man call that Teddy

That boy was lucky we saw the feddy


[Verse 2: Trapx10]

Trap 24, 24's Trap's servin'

Phone up my line anytime, I'm workin'

Step 'round here, shotguns dispersin'

Opps turn nervous when they're in person

Jack told he me see some G's

Now he's on the landin' ridin' an M

Swing that shank when six got nanked

Would've been a horrid one if we rised that skeng

Stack bands, I'm tryna get richer

My 'dro come piff, I don't hand out pictures

In the fields, opps don't want a fixture

There's no chance with these shots, no liquor

Look what the hollow cause like Hitler

No leg shots, tryna get a opp picked up

My victims wanna do curtains

Snitch for certain, now I'm all stiched up

[Chorus: AK & Trapx10]

Wet man 'til he turn Casper

Smoke in this pump, I ain't talkin' asthma

Drillin' for fun on the mains on camera

Bitch better rate my gangster

Bitch better rate my badness

Pull up on madness, shotgun spazzin'

And I got packs still slangin'

Line stay bangin', the fiends stay cattin'

Rambo on my hip ain't for fashion

I do shit, them boy imagine

Window wind down, it's bangin'

Or jump out rides with shanks and stab him

Anyone's strip, I'll do that crashin'

Hit that prick, he'll fly like Aladdin

Anyone's block, set up, I'm trappin'

Sweep them cats like my phone moves rapid


[Verse 3: AK]

He's just an internet warrior

Tell him ride for his siblin'

And don't be chingin' civilians

'Cah they don't count as doin' a drillin'

Me and them man are different

I chase them bands and they want women

I rise and tan, and they be fibbin'

He's a violent man but never juiced his kitchen

On the other side puncturin' lungs

I beg man don't question the works I've done

On a 125, on sight with guns

You can duck and dive but you still get bun

Katie knows my price, why she actin' dumb?

I don't do consign, I love my P up front

It's a waste of time with no balls in her tongue

I need slime on mine from a gorgeous one


[Verse 4: Trapx10]

Montana, I feel like Tony

It doesn't matter, I'll blow that horn

Bro's got bands like Pablo

Can't vibes with my cartel for sure

Back man's nank and take man's pack

If bud ain't dank like Lira Galore

Bro done it same way 'cause he needs it straight

He don't want that cooked, just raw

TrapTR loves to move that 'dro

And when his line blows from what's in store

Nothin' ain't changed, still gettin' this cake

And on a off day, step out for war

And all of the gangdem rollin'

Man don't know about pickin' straws

When it's drought time, better hide your pack and cash

'Cause we might be pickin' yours

[Chorus: AK & Trapx10]

Wet man 'til he turn Casper

Smoke in this pump, I ain't talkin' asthma

Drillin' for fun on the mains on camera

Bitch better rate my gangster

Bitch better rate my badness

Pull up on madness, shotgun spazzin'

And I got packs still slangin'

Line stay bangin', the fiends stay cattin'

Rambo on my hip ain't for fashion

I do shit, them boy imagine

Window wind down, it's bangin'

Or jump out rides with shanks and stab him

Anyone's strip, I'll do that crashin'

Hit that prick, he'll fly like Aladdin

Anyone's block, set up, I'm trappin'

Sweep them cats like my phone moves rapid