10 FOOT TALL

(Fony Wallace biatch!)

(KAAN3X)

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walkin' like I'm ten foot tall

Timbs on my feet, saw a spider in the street like

Yeah, walkin' like I'm meant to ball

Spider on the beat, put the lighter on the tree, like yeah

Ah, tell me what's the vibe then bro?

Are we gonna have to fuck a pussy up tonight or something?

Right, gonna have a good night then bro

Wanna box on the beat? I could knock out his teeth, like yeah

Yeah, all these mindless drones are wack

Plenty pussies plottin', that's a fuckin' fact

I done lost my noggin, had to take a nap

Now I'm back, tryna save the scene from collapse (wait)

Hold up, I'm puffin' this wax (baked)

Six pounds of dope, and it's packed (safe)

Me and Darkie with the strap

How the fuck you gon' mess with that? (Wait)

Hold up, I got on a sweater (bape)

I'm high, I'm light as a feather (vape)

They mad that we do it better

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ugh

I buy ten packs then I sell it right back

To the same motherfuckers sayin' they do that

If you make rap then you probably cap

Don't cap, them tracks that you made is wack

You're so crap that it smell like you shat yourself

You should go check that, your tushy

"Man's not hot", he don't get no cat

Wearin' all black like a black cat, you're pussy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Walkin' like I'm ten foot tall

Timbs on my feet, saw a spider in the street like

Yeah, walkin' like I'm meant to ball

Spider on the beat, put the lighter on the tree, like yeah

Ah, tell me what's the vibe then bro?

Are we gonna have to fuck a pussy up tonight or something?

Right, gonna have a good night then bro

Wanna box on the beat? I could knock out his teeth, like yeah

Black widow, black Zippo

You know we in the money, now it's mad simple

We poppin' off and tourin' shows, I signed a bitch's tits

Then got my girl to sign it too, I hope her tits get rich

Like, take ya pic, tag me and now you're clouted

Got so much cash on me, I'm drownin'

Twenties, fifties, hunnids and the thousands

Punchin' every fan that I encounter

Yeah, brown recluse

I'm inside every day, brown recluse

On your phone, you should check your net-use

Wanna be up, but very few of us get to, yeah, yeah

If you were a Pokémon I wouldn't wanna catch you

Crack the safe, just hope the cops don't catch you

I like racks, that's all a nigga tryna get to

Up the strap and then wet you, blegh!

Wal-walkin', wa-wa-walkin', ten-ten foot tall, ten-ten-ten foot tall

Wal-walkin', wa-wa-wa-, like I'm meant to ball, like I'm meant to ball

Wal-walkin', wa-wa-walkin', ten-ten foot tall, ten-ten-ten foot tall

Walkin', walkin', wa-wa-walkin', like I'm meant to ball, meant to ball

(Serious FM, The Spider)

Attention all listeners!

If you are hearing this, you are entered into the ultimate giveaway

What do you think about that Darkie?

(Um, excuse me how did I get here?)

Okay, let's get on with question one

(What the fuck are you say-)

What was the 23rd (hold on)

Word in this song?

(The 23rd word)

Was it A

"Spider"

B, "Yeah"

Or C, "Balls"

(What the fuck?)

Winner will receive, ten thousand dollars

(I don't know, C?)

Mailed to you by pigeon

(Is it C?)

Good night