Desire (Rapper) - Insidious

{Verse 1: Desire}
I got my pole tryna do my dance
All of these racks saggin' down my pants
I'm up in Saks, they know I'm the man
Most of my niggas sittin' in the can
We got them drums like we in a band
Bitch love me, she watchin' from the stands
Try to play me then we tearin' it down
Said I'm broke, man that nigga a clown
If it's 'bout my money then I'm serious
And that switch leave a nigga hideous
Got them niggas scared it's like Insidious
And that dick leave a bitch delirious
Started poppin' percs cause I was curious
In the Lamb' drivin' like I'm furious
Twelve tryna 'vestigate a nigga but you know lil KayB start to get oblivious
Got them windows tinted, all black
If she ugly hit, her from the back
But that ass lookin' real fat
Hit her once then I send her back
Tell the niggas that be in the trenches
Drac' bullets hittin' through the fences
He don't really want the smoke so lil bitch just keep me out of your mentions

{Verse 2: Summrs}
Everybody wanna be a demon 'til it's time to go to Hell
Put some witch craft on you bitch, Ion need no stick I do spells
Beat the fuck out the state, told you I don't take L's
Sixty on my neck bitch, sixty on my left wrist, fifty in my back pocket, Ion even need no wallet
Tell a bad bitch "Take me shoppin'"
Fuck that boy, Ima see 'bout him
After I get the drop, bodies lil hoe
I just poured up me some drop, I need some score
When another body drop, I'm gon' go, "Nope"
We don't talk to the cops, no no
All of my opps gon' die, woah woah
When they do bitch, don't act surprised, woah woah
Run that shit back one more time, woah woah
I'm takin' this bitch to Turks, I'm feedin' her none but percs
Rockin' out with this guitar, nigga I feel like Kurt
Skirtin' off in a 'Rari, yeah, in a (?...)
All that talkin' on the net, needa (?...) off your network
I drown a bitch up in Piguets, show me how her neck work
Went to my bank account, I don't even check (?...)
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