BRADY, Barry G., Zachy D. - Witching Hour Lyrics

You say I rap too much about
Me pleasin' bitches
Really I’m just writin' down and
Spittin' what I witness
Witness this but I don’t judge
Trial by error 'til we pull the plug
Plug your ears
I can see the fear
In your standing hair
Visually, it’s clear
Personally, we don’t care
Most of these
Bitches insecure
Postin' plumpy pears
In they underwear
For some shares
Pairs of eyes
Paralyzed
I am not prepared to drive
Carless lies
Terrorize
Now I’m only scared of time
Scared of time
Damn, it’s intertwined
With my inner mind
Feelin' fine
Mentally, I’m blind
Addin' 'Ryan on the line
Yeah, you know that’s me
Ad-lib on BLUCHZ
Slid on this beat so cold
Like I’m wearin' skis
I stay on my board
Skatin' with the steeze
No effort in these rhymes
It just come with ease
Easily, we can Air'n'B overseas
Pleasin' me
Playin' with the D
In the comfy sheets
Two thousand thread count
Give a fuck about some clout
When my bitch up in my bed
All she do is scream and shout
Scream and shout
For the crew
They can’t hear
They’re in the stu
Headphones on until they’re through
They might just be through with you
Fuck you and your new excuse
My flow too good to be true
Hips swingin' like hula-hoops
Beat sound just like Scooby-Doo

You say I rap too much about
Me pleasin' bitches
Really I’m just writin' down and
Spittin' what I witness
Witness this but I don’t judge
Trial by error 'til we pull the plug
Plug your ears
I can see the fear
In your standing hair
Visually, it’s clear
Personally, we don’t care
Most of these
Bitches insecure
Postin' plumpy pears
In they underwear
For some shares
Pairs of eyes
Paralyzed
I am not prepared to drive
Carless lies
Terrorize
Now I’m only scared of time
Scared of time
Damn, it’s intertwined
With my inner mind
Feelin' fine
Mentally, I’m blind
Addin' 'Ryan on the line
Yeah, you know that’s me
Ad-lib on BLUCHZ
Slid on this beat so cold
Like I’m wearin' skis
I stay on my board
Skatin' with the steeze
No effort in these rhymes
It just come with ease
Easily, we can Air'n'B overseas
Pleasin' me
Playin' with the D
In the comfy sheets
Two thousand thread count
Give a fuck about some clout
When my bitch up in my bed
All she do is scream and shout
Scream and shout
For the crew
They can’t hear
They’re in the stu
Headphones on until they’re through
They might just be through with you
Fuck you and your new excuse
My flow too good to be true
Hips swingin' like hula-hoops
Beat sound just like Scooby-Doo