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Spectacular Diagnostics - Ghost Town Lyrics

[Intro]
Look at that van parked down the hill
I think someone's getting out
Yes
See the two men coming toward us
They're waving for us to wait
Hi, I'm Special Deputy Jones
My partner Smith and I came to warn you
Not to go down that trail to the woods
Counterfeiters are hiding out there
Real bad guys

[Verse]
Uh, hopping out the coupey, niggas is spooky
Ghost town when in the boothy, never rolling boofy
Couple guards in the chest pocket, chest-stopping cess smoke
Track smoke, when he takes breathes gasps
Gash rip through your system let your soul glow
Send his foes to the floor with the floor jabs, hook
Input code and hit you with the special
Holding the metal hang from my neck from rose gold links
I need bank and it's a robbery
Doing numbers leave you floating under bridge water
Taking aims at me and quota status, quota soft
Fly in the flossers, they patrolling trying to do us harm
I'm fly as myself, ain't no comparing when I mow this garden
You just a copy disk, floppy disk, corrode the tape deck
Explode from speaky
Are they playing 'round my hood so quick
That playing 'round my hood
We get to spraying like them sprinkler heads on aisle 35
Roll in a vogue regal, it roll, I'm at the villa
Killa we rollin' them dutches, fuck with a soldier
Mama told me I'ma make it happen
These niggas acting pyramid, had to unleash the kraken
Bones snap, crackle, pop from a loaded cannon
Hoes flock, hoes bop, we pay them no attention (Nah)
These niggas do the same (Same)
Get figures from the name now
I'm in the corner at the party, rolling Mary Jane in a paper plane
Hit the booth, explored, invade your brain from the chorus to the refrain
[Outro]
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