Verse 1:
(Jigsaw - Saw)
Okay first name Jig, last names Saw.
Pig face bump, I’m still knocking them pigs off.
Pull up with dead skull, show me some respect.
I drag more dudes in a box than my ex.
Im a senior citizen thriller, I’ve raced in trailer.
Jeepers Creepers lookin ass, super season killer.
Wanna play a game? This could be the test.
NBA 2K 20 on deck.
And I don’t like rats, I put em in their place,
So why the hell Tekashi got me tatted on his face?
And when I catch a body, they don’t blame it on my race.
Call it mental health, & see how quick they drop the case.
You better follow the rules, I see all errors.
Sign me to Fat Joe, cause my squad all terrors.
Make is a Suge Knight, leave em hanging off the terrace.
& watch em drop dead, like weak pallbearers.
You’re taking orders, I’m kidnapping, & taking daughters.
The only dude in 2020 with a tape recorder.
I sitcom, then I take him to hell.
Cause I wanna hear him preach till he’s Saved By The Bell.
Ooh
Verse 2:
(Emily Rose - Exorcist)
Let me step out the kitchen for a second.
You know your girl got bars, so I’m next to spit.
Two sisters doing porn, that’s an exorcist.
Speak with my tongue, they think I’m possessed and shit.
Give good brain, you see how my neck will twist.
ACHOO! Just sneezed, don’t be blessing me though.
Hair in my face, cause I never check for you hoes.
Two priests by my side, keep my enemies close.
I need a bouquet, who the hell is Emily Rose?
You know the vibes, you cats don’t want it.
You shoulda moved to Cali, cause you whack 100.
I hit the crab walk, with my back out drumming.
Boo, boo, boom.
We can be squeezing like toothpaste.
Grab em, have em, kick em, & push em like Lupe.
This ain’t the main game, when I pop up it’s too late.
Imma choke a thotiana, & give her a blue face.
Yeahhh. Levitate it on your pillow, shake it like Jell-O, make satan say hello.
I’m the baddest whore chick, dancing with the devil.
We don’t need the ring, so we call it Carmelo, OKURR!
Verse 3:
(Jeepers Creepers)
Okay Jeepers Creepers, pull up with the street sweepers.
LETS GO! They don’t keep it real like me.
You just a house boy, you ain’t in the field like me.
I waited 23 years just to pull on you losers.
Hop on her school bus, & murk a school shooter.
Let me guess, his name was probably Triston.
He had some white privilege & always played the victim.
I smell his Ambercrombie & Fitch from a distance.
Another spoiled brat, so nobody’s gonna miss him.
(You’re welcome!)
Smack the mega hat right off his parents.
Where I’m from they just double lows as rob parish.
Your gangs full of bird, like zuko con Nicky.
The proper term called 12 like Connor McGregor whiskey.
Snitch.
It’s that real leather on my coat.
Welcome to the party, I came to pop smoke.
Riding in the pickup, getting some road dome.
While you were on YouTube shaking for momo, WIMP.
Please keep my name out your tongue.
Before I rip it out & let it hang with your thumb.
I made 3 movies, should’ve saved it for one.
Scarecrow blunts getting baked in the sun.
You know the vibes.
Verse 4:
(Ghostface - Scream)
Oh great, I gotta do another one of these movies.
Wassuhhh!!
Hey Sydney, can I put a little of my know in your kidney?
Run around your house, while police try to get me.
Asked you prom but you still didn’t pick me.
My name is Ghost Face not Scream, are you kidding me?
Young Billy on the go.
See me on your terrace, but you still pick up the phone. Heard I got downgraded to MTV shows.
Probably for my Sweet 16’s when I flow.
I’ll poke a teen mom, go ghost like Akon.
Get smoked like bons, but heads like Zaydan.
My shank named Charlie, make my XCX.
Then you could get sun, no SPF, are you dumb?
Don’t care about the likes I’ll get.
Don’t let your man get you hyped off pics.
I like Courtney Cox, she was white girl thick.
Had her singing in the DM’s, like she was white boy rick.
Yeah I ain’t here to get no trick no treat.
Ghost flow styles P, when I rip the beat.
I’ll put the clips in your grill, call that push in teeth.
The only time you pushin keys, is when you pushin tweets.
