PROD. ISRAEL MONEY
DRKSKVLL'S DANCE PARTY OTW

DO MY DANCE (ISRAELMONEY)

IMPALA SS BEAT MIXX [SLUGMIXX]

Lyrics 

All this money getting outta control 
Bitch I’m in the trap this ain’t from no show 
Buddy hatin on me talking so & so 
Ian gettin mad ima fuck his hoe 
Them killers waitin on me just ready to go 
Say my fuckin name then im kickin your door 
Bitch im in the trap smokin out this O 
Watchin Code Name Kids Next door 
I hop out the bed then I tie my shoes 
All these fuckin guns am i boxin no 
I smoke everyday & I cough & choke 
Promise fuck boy ian duckin no smoke 
If you want this shit nigga let me know 
Nigga steady talkin ain’t droppin no Lo 
Turn yo fuckin block to a zombie store 
Junkies they leave & they shop some more 


You ain’t got ya gun 
Whatcha bought it for 
Fuck the gun range 
Shoot at obstacles 
The glock is close & the Chopper close 
Fry a nigga ass like eggs & toast 
It’s a fuckin problem if I drop the roof 
Shoot a nigga whip right off the road 
Dont fw no diamonds gimmi solid gold 
Everytime I smile it’s a pot of gold 
Shawty wanna fuck cause I’m hot & cold 
The bitch pussy pink like Majin Boo 
If I get fresh then I gotta go 
Sauced up bitch like a pasta bowl 
Spookyli back that’s impossible 
Did you miss me cause I didn’t miss you 
Get so much love from across the globe 
Bitches love me & my opps do too

SpookyLi - Let Me Know (prod. KRXXK)(Bonus Track)(OFFCIAL MUSIC VIDEO ON YT)

JET-LI Tape VOL. 1

(Lyrics) 

I can’t be myself cause people so upset 
But everybody wanna be like everybody else 
Im counting up this salary 
I got it to myself 
I rather be in a gallery 
Can’t wear no Gallery Dept 
Don’t care about yo drip 
Ima leave a nigga wet 
I’m smokin outer space baby ima space cadet 
I’m cooler & collect 
But this pistol in my lap 
You try to run up on me 
Ima bust it at ya ass 
Im almost outta breath 
Cause this whip is goin fast 
& If I see 12 baby ima do the dash 
Makin major plays ian even break a sweat 
These niggas say they trappin they ain’t even in the trap 
Been gone for a minute but you know I’m coming back 
I’m Gucci in 07 it’s a ice attack 
You worried bout me nigga go get you a pack 
Dis gas on Peter Pan cause I hope I never land 
It’s so damn hot outside I might go get a tan 
I asked her for permission can I fuck you & your friend 
She told me hell yea then she told me drop my pants 
Dis bitch took my soul damn I need a ambulance 
Where did time go take me back to 2010 
Remember when I use to rock skinny jeans & vans ….
I can’t wear skinny jeans cause now I got bands 
& they was laughin at me now bitch I’m giggling 

(Chorus) 

If you coming at me 
bitch you gotta come correct 
I’m steady havin shit baby 
Shout out my connect 
I’m countin hundreds countin blue hunneds 
Swipin I finnese
That lil bitch on my dick 
Cause she say i pipe da best 
Green is my favorite color 
Tell me where’s the check 
Ion wear no chains but i might go ice my neck  
I don’t wanna go no where im posted at the trap 
& If ain’t bout money I’m gettin higher than a jet 
2x

SpookyLi - Posted (prod. Stardog808)

Lyrics 

Fuck boy why you hating pussy nigga getcho bread up 
FaceTiming with yo bitch she poppin pussy with her legs up 
Itching for that money bitch I swear i gotta red thumb 
I’m itching everywhere 
These fuck niggas look like bed bugs 
Please don’t try to press me 
Bitch my name is not Presscot 
This money shit impress me 
Don’t care if i impress ya 
Said a talkin crazy pull up like he said what ? 
This Fuck boy must be out his mind i turn his head to ketchup 

Niggas they don’t like me 
But they bitches want sex up 
Yo bitch she my barber now 
She just gave me a edge up 
Ian talkin clippers 
This bitch really got the best top 
We just made a video it’s still up on my desktop 
Pussy nigga try me ima light em like its Christmas 
Valentines Day bitch im love with them red dots 
Walkin round my house in the Gucci draws & the Gucci flip flops 
I’m happy as a bitch got these pussy niggas fed up 

(Chorus)

SPOOKYLI - BED BUGS (PROD. J3TSKR3VM)

Lyrics 

Got them shooters with me 
Bitch you know we marchin 
Out the way 
Fuck nigga this a warning 
All this money baby 
Ima eat regardless 
Dont you see this gut 
Bitch im never starving 
Shawty say she want a nigga like a Barbie 
I just wanna fuck 
Bitch my name ain’t Clark Kent 
Got no time for fuck niggas talkin nonsense 
SpookyLi ain’t getting money 
Beg ya pardon 

I don’t got a crib 
Bitch I live on a starship 
I be high as Mars 
Im talkin to the stars bitch 
Ima quiet nigga I don’t do no talkin 
Say my fuckin name 
I’m loading up the carbons 
Call the animal control 
We got a problem 
Quit that fuckin wolfing 
Stop with all that barking 
Who you think you scarin 
Who you think you harming 
Pussy boy you softer than a pack of Charmin
You’s a broke boy 
Can’t even get ya car fixed 
I got could fuck yo bitch 
Off some Olive Gardens 
Copped a ounce 
This shit musty like a armpit 
But I ain’t pay for shit 
My plug a target 

(Chorus)

SPOOKYLI - WARNING (PROD. TOJU)

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Lyrics

I’m just gettin money got these pussy niggas mad at me 
I got some for a nigga if he comin after me 
Sippin on this lean 
Now my body got no gravity 
Astronaut OG 
Bitch I’m in another galaxy ….



I’m just gettin money got these pussy niggas mad at me 
I got some for a nigga if he comin after me 
Sippin on this lean 
Now my body got no gravity 
Astronaut OG 
Bitch I’m in another galaxy 
Come get up with me 
You ain’t gettin high as can i be 
Ima slut yo bitch 
Let her ride me like a saddle be 
Chopper get a nigga down like some fuckin 
Calories
Said he got more guns then me
 pussy nigga challenge me 

Posted in the trap nigga ian runnin outta weed 
Got yo bitch all on her knees she eat me up like Applebees 
Let a nigga play with me 
It’s gon be a tragedy 
Pull up on yo block & shut down a nigga faculty …. 
Leave a fuck nigga hangin off his balcony 
Leave em where he found Body wrapped up like some grabba leaf 
I named this fuckin glock full metal alchemy 
Put his ass on channel 5 now his ass on channel 3 

(Chorus)

SPOOKYLI - GALAXY (PROD. J3TSKR3VM)

Lyrics 

I’m dizzy 
I’m off the xans & drank
I can’t think clearly 
I’m filthy 
The police pull me over 
I’m getting mini 
You feel me ? 
I’m in the mirror it’s a scary feeling 
& chilly 
Im looking at myself 
Is this the real me ? 
Im silly 
I’m riding serving flower
Like a lily 
Bitch hit me 
I good gas & drank 
I need a milli 
No kizzy 
I heard these niggas wanna come & kill me 
Oh really ? 
Too strapped up baby
Fuck boy let’s get busy 

This smithie 
This smith & Wesson 
Copper like a penny 
Got semis 
Be careful bitch im riding round yo city 
Come get me 
Got shooters all the way in Mississippi 
They with me 
We dodgin pigs can’t get caught by these guineas 
I’m guilty 
Im want yo bitch she actin so sadity 
no pity 
I pulled them Bengies out & i see titties 
Her kitty 
Get wetter than a pool & im now im slipping 
It’s sticky 
She suck me good 
She suck me till im empty 

(Chorus)

SPOOKYLI - CHILLY (PROD. J3TSKR3VM)

Lyrics 

I don’t know why these pussy ass niggas hate me 
Im so fuckin lost 
I be shining on these fuck niggas Baby im so fuckin gloss 
He said  he want smoke from me 
Well bitch Ima damn exhaust 
I swear if a fuck nigga try me baby ima leave em lost 
I’m breakin the law & I know it 
Pray to God I don’t get caught 
If the police catch me  with this shit 
I might just end up lost 
They got me all in custody 
They askin what I saw 
I don’t really know what happened baby im so fuckin lost 

Ian doin no talking im swinging on yo bitch ass
Like im playing golf 
& im playing baseball with this chopper 
Yo head ima knock it off 
Leave a fuck nigga flat like a basketball on the side of the goddam route 
Better stay yo ass out the way 
Don’t let me catch you like Randy Moss 
These broke ass niggas playin rich on the net 
But live in they girlfriend house 
& these bum ass niggas ain’t getting no money 
These fuck niggas shoppin at Ross 
All these goddam rounds on me i think ima need a round of applause 
SpookyLi ain’t one of them 
Nigga this ain’t that nigga fuck you thought 
 Them killers waiting on me one word from me spin the block & they dashin off 
Im counting money & im sipping on red in my cup
Bitch im Santa Clause 
These niggas remind me of some toys 
All they do is talk 
I see why fuck niggas keep talkin shit 
You pussies need to floss 
Pussy boy you soft as fuck only tough on a Microsoft 
I swear yo size don’t matter fuck boy
Give a fuck if you tall or small 
Yo girlfriend she can’t answer yo call 
My dick in her goddam jaws 
& you still wanna wife the fuckin bitch 
I’m so fuckin lost 

(Chorus)

SPOOKYLI - BED BUGS (PROD. J3TSKR3VM)

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