BoogeyMan Beats - FLYING DUTCHMAN

Riding around town in the all black whip
Boogey man with the beat so you know he gonna hit
Im telling her no now she's throwing a fit
This bitch talking crazy reminds me of britt
He said he gonna shoot lay his ass in a ditch
Your opps cannot try me 'cuz they are all bitch
They went to the cops can't believe that they snitched
He took his last trip to the grave where he sits
We pull up and spazz out all over this kid
Red and blue lights pull up we got outta there quick
Luckily bitch didn't pull out his stick
In the grave is where we put that mother fucking bitch
In the grave is where we put a mother fucking snitch
In the rain is where we let a mother fucker drip
Bringing pain till this stupid ass bitch can admit it
My rapping is legit know this shit ain't no skit bitch
I cannot trip
No I ain't a bitch
If you talk down on the boogey man he'll kill you in a bit
He gonna kill your ass so quick
In a flash then he dips
You can try to hide but just know that That shit doesn't exist
He'll arrive to your block in a big ghost ship
Spin around your house until he knows your with all of your friends
Swoop up on you like the mother fucking flying dutchman aye
Boogey man beats yeah these bitches all go crazy
You ain't on my level 'cuz you acting hella lazy
You know we always high yeah bmb be feeling hazy
Four two zero on my side we growing weed like they're daisies
The crib is hella big yeah the mansion feeling spacey
I got enough room for your girl and for tracey
And stacy and casey and hailey bitch and killers
Cut a pussy off like I'm using sharp scissors
Leaking out your head like I ain't just pulled the trigger
I can do this shit eyes closed 'cuz I'm a winner
If you try to cross me bitch you'll meet up with my hitters
You spot the grim reaper outside now you got shivers
He'll break into your house and kill your mom and steal her liver
I feel like Michael Jackson 'cuz you know we bring them thrillers
We cut your body up and throw your ass down in the river
Fucking on your baby momma daughter and your sister
You know I had to tip her that pussy was too good bruh like
I cannot trip
No I ain't a bitch
If you talk down on the boogey man he'll kill you in a bit
He gonna kill your ass so quick
In a flash then he dips
You can try to hide but just know that That shit doesn't exist
He'll arrive to your block in a big ghost ship
Spin around your house until he knows your with all of your friends
Swoop up on you like the mother fucking flying dutchman
Swoop up on you like the mother fucking flying dutchman aye
I cannot trip
No I ain't a bitch
If you talk down on the boogey man he'll kill you in a bit
He gonna kill your ass so quick
In a flash then he dips
You can try to hide but just know that That shit doesn't exist
He'll arrive to your block in a big ghost ship
Spin around your house until he knows your with all of your friends
Swoop up on you like the mother fucking flying dutchman
Swoop up on you like the mother fucking flying dutchman aye

Written by:
Joey Davito

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