Satanic lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, Gales, this sh*t
This sh*t can get so satanic, yeah
Yeah, this sh*t can get so satanic, I've been through sh*t that you can't manage, huh
Yeah, Gzzz
Yeah, yeah (Ayy, Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
This sh*t can get so satanic, I've been through sh*t that you can't manage
He from the Sukka's side, it's only right that I face tap him, yeah
Ayy, I keep Nicki on me daily, but send Drac' at him
Cuz in the house, don't make us wiggle through and spank Granny
I'm a soul stripper, there ain't no soul in us (Yeah)
Step down them n*ggas' block, we standin' on business
They still outside after we slid, they just don't get it
Ayy, free The Reaper, I'll be home, n*gga

[Verse]
Yeah, Mad Maxx, you can't feel like him if you ain't caught one
Maneuver through the section that they at and leave it chalked up
Gangsters move in silence, so I don't talk much
Every drill I did, Jzzz, I walked up
Baby, leave that n*gga and come boss up
Don't know what goin' on that block, but n*ggas aren't thugs
Drac' thing, sendin' shots his way, lift his car up
Gales makin' songs like he a stepper, he ain't marched once
Can't watch the bro get on when we slide and I know what I'm doin'
My opps never bend the block, they don't like shoes
Beat they block with hella different straps like I let a dyke do it
This that murder sh*t, Moms tryna slide when she hear my music
They ain't outside, but I feel the vibes when I ride through it
You say I'm cappin' in my songs, when I slide, you gon' die to it
When I slither, turn on Mr. EBK
Ain't off no Percs, I was sober when I slid the other day
Can't speak on that, but you know what I'm tryna say (What you say?)
[Chorus]
This sh*t can get so satanic, I've been through sh*t that you can't manage
He from the Sukka's side, it's only right that I face tap him, yeah
Ayy, I keep Nicki on me daily, but send Drac' at him
Cuz in the house, don't make us wiggle through and spank Granny
I'm a soul stripper, there ain't no soul in us (Yeah)
Step down them n*ggas' block, we standin' on business
They still outside after we slid, they just don't get it
Ayy, free The Reaper, I'll be home, n*gga