Listen to nitemare dance (feat. David Shawty) by Savage Ga$p

nitemare dance (feat. David Shawty)

Savage Ga$p

Hip-Hop/Rap

246 Shazams

Lyrics

Yeah I'm not Tyga But I still am Tyga Ayy (David) Mr. Worldwide (David) Look, I'ma hit the nightmare dance, all my friends are dead Graveyard pack, smoke crack, 4 a.m. Hit the nightmare dance, all my friends are dead Pumpkins talking to me, tryna tell me kill again I got a bloody ass wrist, bloody-ass fits And if your shit not bloody, you can go and suck a dick Me and David hangin' out with demons in the crib Only getting bald fades 'cause we ballin' out this bitch Angels in my cup, Demons pour me up King of Halloween, coked up in the club You was on a roll, now your grave is getting dug And if you don't fuck with David, I could never dap you up Look, I'ma hit the nightmare dance, all my friends are dead Graveyard pack, smokе crack, 4 a.m. Hit the nightmare dance, all my friеnds are dead Pumpkins talking to me, tryna tell me kill again (David) All my friends are dead, Dead Kennedys (David) Hop up out the bed then I take some ketamine Feel like Soulja Boy, I hop up out the bed Cut you with a pencil, I'ma fill you up with lead I feel like the X-Files, scary shit, I'm not talking Ted I was too geeked up, I didn't hear what the fuck you said (David) Fuck her 'til she's screaming real loud, 'til I'm deaf Eight ball of coke, score the ball like the Mets Nightmare dance, move my arms from side to side I'm off drugs and she likes it when I lie I can't lose, if you win it's just a tie I'm so fucking fancy, I'm not talking suit and tie Look, I'ma hit the nightmare dance, all my friends are dead Graveyard pack, smoke crack, 4 a.m. Hit the nightmare dance, all my friends are dead Pumpkins talking to me, tryna tell me kill again (David)
Writer(s): Gaspare Magaddino Iv, Mark Andrew Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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