Yo

Spider gang (spider gang)

Uh (uh)Alright, let′s get it

Afourteen (Afourteen)

Eddie (Eddie)

Get over here, let's get this shit

Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh (go)

Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh (go, go, go)

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh (go, go, go)

Still got shawty wrong, the rap game boss ′bout slackin' (yuh)

I hit the bong and I fly like Aladdin

Shit, my energy on dragon

I am the overlord, I am the captain

I-I-I pull up, I got all the spiders

Old ass nigga, you need to retire

They say, "CXRPSE, (Yeah, nigga?) you fired"

Shut the fuck up, lil' nigga, I′m tired

Uh, uh-uh

I haven′t slept in a week

Bounce in the ground, I slept in the sheets, uh

Y'all be ingestin′ my meat

Niggas talkin', talkin′ than accepting defeat, uh

That nigga can't be me, your opinion obsolete

All these niggas talkin′ shit, but yet, they bitches fuck with me

S-Spider Gang pulling up, make the rest of you niggas look stupid

All you niggas like fuck (fuck)

I'ma rip him off, fuck it, I'ma abuse it

(Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)

I′m the only skeleton out in the tomb

I′m the only nigga make the earth shake when I move

All these baby bitches, take yo' ass inside the womb

(Uh, fuck)

(I′m tired as shit)

(Yo, yo y'all do your verses)

(Edd, what the fuck?)

(Uh, uh)

Yuh, in yo′ bitch's bed, it go

"Ee-err, ee-err, ee-err"

I-I walk up in this bitch, so wet, I feel just like I′m a skier

I'm playing basketball with yo' bitch, nigga, I am such a player

All my niggas shooters like the Lakers and they get the paper

Yeah, ooh, yeah

We eat Xanax for the l— (uh-uh-uh-uh)

Bend it my park, I hop up, bitch, I′m on the block (the blo-blo-blo-blo—)

Bitch I′m like a [?] see the B. B. Simons, from a star

Told that bitch, "I do not leave the crib, bitch, I don't wanna go"

My iggas shooters like they on a basketball team, they on go

Bitch, I know I am the G.O.A.T. but they make me so [?]

Back it up, your girl make shit, I stack it up (uh, yuh)

I fuck that bitch then pass it, yuh (uh, yuh)

Shoot the fuckin′ package up (uh, yuh)

Bitch, I'm in my bag and shit (uh, yuh)

And I pull out this ratchet (uh, yuh)

That bitch, she cook it ratchet (uh, yuh)

Yuh, she could give her rashes (uh, yuh)

Ayy, I just fucked on a bi (bi)

(Bi-bi-bi-bi)

Ooh, Toosie′s on my feet

I fuck on that bitch, that bitch from the street

I stick it in this, I'm still flippin′ Ps

I'm still on the block, bitch suck on my D

Bitch, suck on my cock, bitch suck on my feet

We got molly rocks, we got the molly bands

I fuck with that bitch 'cause she came out the work

Go upside down, woah, bitch, oh my God

Suck my dick like she in charge

I fuck that bitch like I′m in charge

Stick boy, stick boy, I got bars

You a bitch boy, you a retard

I′m in this bitch with my gang

We go hard

(Uh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

Ayy, who is in this bitch

Spider Gang and we ain't slowin′ down

Cut through swinger's fist, got my brothers

They gon′ hold me down

That bitch immaculate, got her shit

Bitch we gon' blow it down

Fuck do you run quick

Diamonds all on my boys and it does stick

Hit a body and that′s an assumption

Got the cash in the back in abundance

Are you tryna die

You want this

A-Anybody can come and get fisted

You better run

From the gang, gang

All of the spiders

From the gang, gang

All the spiders

From the gang, gang

You better run

From the gang, gang

All the spiders

You know the media, they-they don't fuckin' like us

I got some meteors and I got something that could break us

(Hahahahahaha)

(Edd, Edd, Edd)

(Ha)

(Yuh, yuh, yuh)

Yuh, yuh

Yeah, yuh, yeah, yuh

Okay

Okay run it back, tell em′ that I′m back

Tell that have a heart attack

Don't run with that

See him jumpin′, I don't give a fuck

I got my face attacked

And if I see her door-dashing that dick

You about to get your [?] attacked (chill)

And boy you better watch out ′fore my gun go

And now I miss, pussy boy, I got the cheat code on me

And now I'm pissed

I-I′m the boy eating shit like I'm Bobby

Why don't you sit, lil′ whore, you ain′t getting dick from me

Oh, you think this shit's funny

It′s not

Ha, ha

I feel like I am Dillinger with my new Prada

All these pussies getting close

I'll pull out the Denada

Always bitchin′ on the Internet about your problems

But you never gon' solve ′em in that way

Yuh, yuh, (hey) yuh (yeah)

In that way

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yuh, you ain't ever solve 'em in that way

Yuh

Uh, you are now listening to a Spider Gang exclusive

Released in part with Spider Gang entertainment

And Spider Gang enterprises, enjoy

Y′all had to wake me up for this?

Yo, Dillinger, can you write my new verse?

You already know, I′m not gonna write that shit

Oh, fuck

MK, what about you?

(Nooo, fuck this crazy)

No? Fuck

Spider Gang

God damn it

We're right here, dancin′ for you

Dancing for your amusement (sucker)

I don't got time, if I did I′m makin' music

Yeah they wanna make the music

They don′t wanna face the music

I don't get by, you need a fuckin' flavor

What you doing

(It′s time now)

This for all the kids that can′t afford food

Know you hate the feeling when the people don't support you

I can show you how but you don′t feel like using your tool

Poor fools, spittin' in your horseshoes

Suckin′ the fate of the aggressor

G-G-Guess they don't know better for better

But I could never ever, ever

Every boy is jealous of hell, got no avenge to set up

You didn′t know me, since only I'd only got to drop' you

If your friends will let ′em

I-I-I got the struggle with drugs

Ain′t even 20 plus one

I need some money for guns

Come give your buddy a hug

L-L-L-Life is a blast

You didn't know what you doin′

Before your life get ruined

Before your life get ruined

If you don't got a skill

(Shut the fuck up)

If you don′t got to trade

(Shut the hell up)

If you don't got a skill

(Shut the fuck up)

If you don′t got to trade

(Shut the hell up)

(Ooh I guess it's my turn)

(Let's do this)

(Spider gang)

Be the freak you were born to be

(Just don′t follow me)

It′s that sweet, loyal files, you flees

(That bitch is tryna swallow me)

Feel heat from this light-eyed scream

(Not phraseology)

Sing past the blade of me

Yeah (poppin' out the pussy like a chrysalis)

It′s so intimate, I got you listening

I got you listen, you can do the shit you witnessin' (what)

From what I bought my name is semination

More important than the fake shit that you chasin′

All the clout was fake

The real ones stay the same

So live in the present, don't let this moment go to waste

Fuck the hate from those who stuck inside the game

Who don′t even realize this is a simulation

(Ay)

Stomp a nigga like a maggot he can't stop me up

His bitch wanna top me up because he is a faggot, huh?

I-I-If you drinkin' baby blood then nigga, put your glasses up

Niggas get accused of shit and then niggas just past the buck

And if you try to call him out, mental illness club

Is you blind or dumb, I do this rap for fun

See I don′t gotta rhyme cause if a nigga ever try me

I might leave him paralyzed

Pick a nigga up and drop him on his neck for disrespect

And throw the body in the basement when cops do a wellness check

Ain′t no safety on this Glock like the

Chargers with ten players

Smokin' so much kush, it′s fuckin' up the ozone layer

The mic in my hand a dangerous weapon, this an ugly truth

Like fentanyl pressed percies and white xans

Rest in piece, Juice

It′s no wonder motherfuckers be sayin' that Christ got screws loose

Before I hang with you niggas, I′ll free myself from my own noose

I-I-I put too much pressure on these puny MCs

So much pressure in my blunt these little niggas can't breathe

Money spread threw my crew, like a fuckin' disease

I′m ′bout to put down my Glock and teach a nigga to read

Ay, CXPRSE

What

I had a run-in with this group of ruffians around the way

What the hell is going on around here, CXRPSE?

I don't even know! There′s some group called Spider Gang or somethin'

Man, what in the hell, is a Spider Gang?

A goddamn group of delinquents the rabble-rouser bandits

That sounds like a load of horseshit to me CXRPSE

C-come on BRUHMANE!

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Spider genitalia. Remember kids, always drink Coca Cola, and always eat McDonald′s)

(Somebody-)

(I could've sworn-)

(Somebody need to be held accountable-)

(I could′ve sworn-)

(Somebody say someth-)

(One of y'all need to be held accountable)

(Nobody but me but somebody need to be held accountable)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Spider gang

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Drag a motherfucker lit a motherfucker up (yeah)

Shoot a fuckin' bottle take a piss into the night one (yeah)

I don′t wage, yeah I called the uber and he′s shot dead

(The uber driver is gonna be fine)

(He's ok i-i promise)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This boy don′t care about his life

He wanna fuck wit' us (yeah)

He tryna sleep inside the dirt

This pussy fuck wit′ us (yeah)

I'm takin′ shot, I fucking hate you

It ain't my fault you hate yourself because you fucking hate-

(Yeah)

And I put a blick around his neck, he better learn to speak

You fucking wish I paid attention, hoe you fucking can

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Spider Gang

(Spider gang, eternal)

Fuck nigga (ahh)

I'ma battle in the alley, like what′s up nigga? (ahh)

Is he ready to battle, let′s all be gone nigga (ahh)

I be telling you niggas you got the wrong nigga (ahh)

I ain't fallin′ for the laws of prison

He's the one that′s talking and making decisions (huh)

Never lookin' back I′m waking up from the back

Might shoot (shoot)

Fuck was I supposed to go through?

Gospel (-spel)

What is it the matter with you?

Might shoot (shoot)

Fuck was I supposed to go through?

Gospel (-spel)

What is it the matter with you?

Lie like a fox

Dressed like a fucking whore

(Yuh) yuh, yuh, come on

I don't know, I don't know make rap music anymore

Anymore, anymore

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it

You gotta make, rap musi-

(New album when?)

Drown, fuckwit

Drown nigga, don′t wait

Drown motherfucker, this is spider gang

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (yuh)

(Motherf-)

Yuh

Put his ass to then kill him ′til he throw up

Put his ass in the grave 'til he throw up

Is there anything that I could have this all by my own?

Yes, yes, yes, yes

Yes, yes, yes, yes

(Ok so, I was gonna hit that beat that you just heard

But Johnnascus destroyed it, fuck I′ma do after that?)

(Huh)

(Uh)

Yeah

Try to fight

I been moving with my spiders by the light of night

We can rap around you niggas like we ride a bike or roll 'em

While you rollin′ wit' some niggas that all caught a mic

Get your back, when you in trouble everybody on the planet

Stacked inside a bubble

They don′t care about you do exactly what they wanted

We gon' make another big bad track

In on the double double bitch-

Can I get a spider gang?

(Spider gang)

That's right!

And we don′t give a fuck about what you think cool

Don′t let anyone tell you what to do

(Uh)

This car smell like arino casino

Tell them niggas get lost like nemo (huh)

I been off a quaalude

Never off a reno (huh)

I want to be happy that don't mean gettin′ on cinos

(C-cinos c-cinos c-cinos-)

(Yuh) gotta slip some fun in (yuh)

I be with my niggas we up in the ground runnin' on a bitch

(Bi-bi-b-bi-)

No time to wallow (yuh)

Get the fuck up

Hit licks and never follow (follow)

And if she suckin′ on my dick 'til I nut then she better swallow-wallow

(Yuh)

(Uh, uh, uh)

(Yuh)

(Uh, uh, uh)

(Spider gang)

(Yuh, yuh)

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)