JASIAH - POLTERGEIST Lyrics



POLTERGEIST Lyrics - JASIAH

Intro: JASIAH & Nascar Aloe

Oh shit
The-the music started
Yeah (Oh my)
You thought you had me (Oh, oh)
Ay
Yea (Ha-ha)
I'm fuckin' mad (Okay!)
Oh, he's mad! (Okay!)
Oh, he's mad! (Okay!)
Ha-ha, ha-ha (Yea, yea)
Yea!

Verse 1: JASIAH

Stuck in my mind, I been so fuckin' stressed (Stressed)
All of my friends, yea, they're all in my head (All in my head- holy fuck)
I see you talkin', but how can I trust you (Oh, fuck)
You not my brother, so shut up, and fuck you (I'm tired of you)
Yea, I can really see the lies (See the lies)
And, I love it how you slick, tryna' disguise it (Yea, tryna' disguise it)
Just a push-over, slow them eyes (Pussy! Ha-ha)
Watch you go ghost, nigga, uh, poltergeist

Chorus: JASIAH

You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plottin' thing is that you're tryna' make a preposition
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to the cops [?]
Ask god forgiveness never knew how to give fucks to snitchin'
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plottin' thing is that you're tryna' make a preposition
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to the cops [?]
Ask god forgiveness never knew how to give fucks to snitchin

Verse 2: JASIAH

You so soft, I go off
You can't defeat me, I take your fuckin' nose off
My blow's hard, go fuck doing coke, dawg
I'm ready-ready with the Goyard
You petty-petty just a poser
I'm legendary, call me Mozart
If you ain't knew this already, can't have no part
She give me back-end in a go-kart

Break: JASIAH & Nascar Aloe

Ha-ha
I'm fuckin' Maury-Kart
(Yea, yea, yea)
Huh!
Yea, yea, yea, yea, ahh!

Verse 3: Nascar Aloe

Hoe, I gotta shit (Bitch)
I guess I got that, hoe, now, what's my problem, bitch
Yea, flexin' 'n shit, I know, I must be out of it
Yea, [?] cos' I got a 'lil tolerance
Ahh!
For all your fuckin' bullshit
Please, get the fuck out my face
We the hottest, and that not for debate
Shawty like the way that I urinate
Say you hungry, then I eat off your plate
You a snitch, I heard you talkin' to Jake's
Fuckboy, don't communicate with 'em
I might have to fuckin' shoot in the clique
'Cause I ain't got shit else to do today (Ahh!)
Shut the fuck up, knife cut like butter (Why you mad?)
If you really wanna die, I might run some (Where you at?)
Fuckin' with me ruckus is suicide, 'cause I'm stuck up (Oh, you're bad!)
Some fuckin' TECs, AKs, and Nines sound like dumptrucks
Suffocate shut, no breathin'
Slide down on that pussy for no reason
Head hurts, mind filled with them demons
He swear to god that he hard, think he tweakin'

Chorus: JASIAH

You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plottin' thing is that you're tryna' make a preposition
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to the cops [?]
Ask god forgiveness never knew how to give fucks to snitchin'
You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plottin' thing is that you're tryna' make a preposition
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to the cops [?]
Ask god forgiveness never knew how to give fucks to snitchin'

Outro: JASIAH

You was plottin', but I see you 'round the opposition
The plottin' thing is that you're tryna' make a preposition
But, I can't fuck with you, probably speak to the cops [?]
Ask god forgiveness never knew how to give fucks to snitchin'