paroles de chanson Spooky Season (feat. klique) [Remix] - CD-G Karaoke

Killing bitches
Mixing potions
Girl you know this ain't no lotion
I been on my spooky shit
Where you go I got the grip
Don't touch down
This ain't no strip
Flying makes me really sick
That's why I've been on my drive
USB yeah Terabyte
Don't be working 9-5
Not no more
I ain't that guy
Raccoon shit yeah really sly
If she sad I got to hit
Even if she is a bitch
Halloween the best it's lit
Staring at the moon and stars
Passing plane and passing cars
Alcohol and moonshine jars
Walking round off all the bars
Candles wax and pentagrams
Friends are on and off the xans
Don't steal my girl I'm her mans
Mixing color with the tans
H E double hockey sticks
Come on girl just show your tits
He's not straight yeah he's cis
Don't want it to come out like this
Still not really into dicks
She be feeling on my beard
Don't say that they'll think its weird
I will never shed a tear
Cut my hair
Yeah with some shears
Still don't drink a lot of beer
Backwoods shit
Yeah like a deer
Don't think too much bout this shit
If you do you'll split your wigs

Hold up they got to hear Clique
I'm so beside of myself
I'm so ahead I'm the shit
I'm so ahead of this shit
I got them singing this shit
I need some meds
Depression all in my head
I tried to sleep it off
I think I'd rather be dead hey
I'm losing friends
Over shit I shouldn't of said
Fear of missing out
When I should've just gone to bed

Way too fucked up
In my mother fucking mind
Wasted too much
Way way too many times
Way too fucked up
In my mother fucking mind
Wasted too much
Way way too many times
Way too fucked up
In my mother fucking mind
Wasted too much
Way way too many times