Testi scru cypher 3 with 120 people - Scruff

scru cypher 3 with 120 people

I am on her page like a stalker
Stop talking, you’re a goner, I won’t take your offers
Twenty-four bottles down, that’s not what I taught her
Pills sitting on top of her dresser, I wanna caress her
I showed my diamonds to my mama, I’m a flexer
Took the call three times, knowing you would get hurt
We going up, love how you’re not showing up
I tell myself I’m glowing up, don’t tell me how to run this shit
You make me wanna throw up
I need options, don’t tell me what the cost is
This my house, don’t need a brochure
Why the fuck would I be knockin'?
Fuckin' belong in a moshpit
I’m broke and discarded
Keep my bullets by my hip
'Cause I know everyone could jock it
I remember when I lost it, I don’t wanna lose you
Remember when they talk shit, fuckin' one these niggas target
I’m the one that’s toxic, I’m the one that loves you
I’m the one that gave up, I don’t wanna haunt you
Don’t talk in circles, 'cause I know that
I know it’s over
Won’t last forever
I know, I’m tired of that
Saying we should kick back 'til I’m missin' you
But I wouldn’t ask to
Girl, I wouldn’t ask you
This feels like play pretend
They like how I walk in, testin' all the options
Been in my bag for a minute, I just lost it
And sixty-four bullets turn you to a coffin
And they’re all in my head, but they don’t talk often
I’m-I'm lost, it’s so hard to forget
It’s different, baby, you’re better off dead
I’m takin' care of these sheep like a vet
We talk, we talk, we goin' up
I love how you’re not showin' up
I hate how it’s just all that I think about
And it’s just got me throwin' up
Yeah, they was talking, boy, I had nothin', now I’m getting somethin'
Lil' shawty, she want me, yeah, she want the hundreds, but I can’t give it up
And I can’t show you love, and that is not my fault
I wish I never fucked with you 'cause I was standin' tall
I really showed you all the world, you wasn’t callin' me (Callin' me)
I got your friends and they is all on me (All on me)
Remember that you was the one, now you actin' like an enemy
Shawty, you dead to me, but you move heavenly
I need options, don’t tell me what the cost is
This my house, don’t need a brochure
Why the fuck would I be knockin'?
Fuckin' belong in a moshpit
I’m broke and discarded
Keep my bullets by my hip
'Cause I know everyone could jock it
I remember when I lost it, I don’t wanna lose you
Remember when they talk shit, fuckin' one these niggas target
I’m the one that’s toxic, I’m the one that loves you
I’m the one that gave up, I don’t wanna haunt you
Yeah, I gotta get my bag, I-I know you’re mad
Haha, you get stabbed, like with my blade
You say that I’m trash, but if I’m trash
How do I hear tags, pull off in L. A
O-o-options, I’m out of options
W-why you talkin' down? W-w-why you oppin'?
Bi-bi-bitch, like I’m a spy, I ain’t coughin'
Yeah, you toxic, y-y-yeah, you caustic
Smoke a blunt to the face
That shit put you in your place
Yeah, this Glock gon' catch a case
And that shit ain’t got no grace
And my bullets gonna graze
Bitch, we end it in a chase
Bitch, you act like a disgrace
Off the map, you is erased
'Cause I’m back again, smoking pack again
Bitch, I’m in my zen, bitch, where is your men?
When we pullin' up you ain’t got a plan
Smokin' pack, smokin' pack, you just is a fan
Hold the bag one time, now she know she wanna fuck with me
Damn, we only counted cash one time
Why the fuck she so obsessed with me?
Get me on your remedy, tired of only killin' this
Hope you know you’re not a friend of me, don’t you turn into my enemy
Thought I told you, thought I told you, caught me cautious
drip I walk in 'cause now the camera locked in
Thought I told you, thought I told you, caught me cautious
drip I walk in 'cause now the camera locked in
Got a problem, we can solve 'em (Solve 'em)
I ain’t see a fuckin' problem, we ain’t solve nothin'
I ain’t talkin' to yo ass 'cause you look dumb
And they always hate me, but I’m not the one
Pack 'em down, let it go, and they lyin', that’s fo' sure
Pack it down for the road, I can’t let her go
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know where to go
I don’t know who to show
I’m feelin' like a psycho
Feels like I got somethin' new, uh
I’m dizzy, gonna throw up
I’m gettin' suicidal
I’m feelin' like it’s not enough
But lately I’ve been goin' up
But I’ve been wanting more
Even though this is just for fun
I’m in love with the coco
I’m in love with the coke
Fifty in my coat
Talkin' down on the gang, grippin' poles
Th-throw it up, if you want it, out it on my payroll
Stackin' up bands, my shit it gon' stay cold
Hundreds of bullets gon' fly at you, leave your body cold
CEO, they do shit 'cause I say so
I feel like countin' all my bands 'cause I’m just startin' out
Fuckin' for a fan, I got better shit to do
Put the light there, I’ma show 'em what it do
I gave up what I had and I just never thought that you could come back
I run away, I count the blues and yeah, I thumb through the stacks
I don’t care what she says 'cause she don’t really know how to act
I wanna get away, I wanna really never go back
I flee the scene after bustin' his brain (Man, I’m finna whip this ho)
Got my choppa and I’m going to spray
Ow, ow, ow, his family’s screamin' on his name
I don’t really care what you say, I didn’t come here to play
You ain’t came here with your gang
Y’all better all go out in vain
I know that I’m right
So I know you just want to lie
So I know you didn’t do me right
So I know there’s more than meets the eye
Yeah, well I’m better off now
You never came around, so when you did, I left the ground
Woah, I still hate the sound
I went out and bought a pound, I’m not trying to fuck around
Holed into the room, I’m out of options
I’ll show you locked down, throw you in the moshpit
T-t-touch down, ho, my money in a spiral
T-t-touch down, ho, my money in a spiral
She took my heart in a bag, give it back
I think I’m done, well, fuck all that
You play too much, I’m done with you
I’m never gon' pick you over the crew
Fuck you, all the things you do
Can’t mess with a bitch that act like you
You had my heart, took the bag
You stabbed it up, so fuck all that
And I’m throwin' up the bands, talkin' all that mess
Homie, we can throw these hands, nigga really mad
'Cause I do my money dance, fuck up on his bitch
Yeah, I put her in a trance, trance, yeah
You a pussy, you a lame
Bitch, stay in yo lane, sendin' bullets to your brain (Pew, pew)
And we let that choppa bang and I’m sippin' out this cup (Bow)
Sippin' on this mud, on that purple drank (Purple drank)
Bitch, I tote a K, don’t you dare get in my way (Yeah)
Keep this Glocky on my waist and this Glocky finna bang
Yeah, I swear I shine the same
And you know how it feels, shit, go insane
Can you chill out scream your name
I need to fight, go away
Fell in love with the bands 'cause you been had me fucked up
Bad bitch a black hole with the way I get sucked up
Fat blunt in my hand like the opps, it get smoked up
All these voices in my head, I swear they won’t shut up
Three bands on me
Walk around the store, off a oxy
Yeah, they are mad, stalking you too when they told me
I don’t wanna talk, please don’t call me
Used to be down, but I’m up now
Scruff and the boys score a touchdown
We gon' pop you like some bubblegum
We talkin' shit, so what the fuck is up?
Why you always talkin' 'bout my past?
Bitch, I’m in a fuckin' race and I ain’t ever comin' last
I won’t ever fuckin' fall, bitch, I’m in my ride (Yeah)
I can’t take your fuckin' calls, bitch, I’m in my flight (Yeah), yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah (Woah)
She said, «Plante, you my fantasy,» baby, that’s a tragedy
I’m panickin', feelin' the blow like Anakin
Soundin' so saddenin', I can’t keep the candle lit
I don’t want to handle it, phone calls like a mannequin
Story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night
To keep her warm
And time is frozen
A-a-and you make me feel some type of way
All my thoughts drownin' in the pain
I swear you’re not the fuckin' same
You know that I say it every way
I don’t wanna leave
This loneliness is a toll on me and I’m payin' the fee
Don’t wanna have to explain all of the thoughts in my brain
You’ve got me goin' insane and I’m fallin' away
They like how I walk in, testin' all the options
Been in my bag for a minute, I just lost it
And sixty-four bullets turn you to a coffin
And they’re all in my head, but they don’t talk often
I’m-I'm lost, it’s so hard to forget
It’s different, baby, you’re better off dead
I’m takin' care of these sheep like a vet
We talk, we talk, we goin' up
I love how you’re not showin' up
I hate how it’s just all that I think about
And it’s just got me throwin' up
Still send me out, I’m out of time (Time)
And now my heart is beatin' fast, I’m gonna flatline (Flatline)
And sixty-four bullets, that’s a whole stack (Whole stack)
Left him in the past, he’s a throwback (He's a throwback)
Damn, man, this shit don’t feel the same
How you gon' break my heart and then gon' tell me it’s okay?
But it’s fine, baby, doin' cyphers with the gang
I ain’t even really like shawty, I like the brain
I-I-I've been smokin' on the dope inside my bathroom
I-I-I'm so high, maybe you could smell the gas fumes
Shut up bitch, yeah, I don’t really like you
Heard you talkin' on the gang, I’ma snipe you
Shooting at your feet, make you a dancer
Told that boy to stop, you the one who runs with opps
I’m the one who runs the block
I’m the one who’s with yo bitch, yeah, she steady givin' top
She took her dress off like we just left prom
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She gon' suck up on my dick, she gon' swallow all my kids
She gon' get inside the mix, she gets so excited
I’m the one, yeah, shawty want me
Toolie in my lap and it’s causin' nosebleeds
Wanna take
Can’t stop me, we gon' have to crash your party
I thought you don’t wanna me
Automatic make 'em brainstorm me (Sit through it)
Pull up with the Glock and a scope
Aimin' with them choppas, yeah, we aimin' at your nose
Yeah, I’m sick of all these hoes, and I’m countin' up this dough
I can’t do this anymore
Lager got me throwin' up, we blowin' up, we skrrting in the dash, yeah
Shout-out IAMDEAD, no, CURE is not no passing fad, yeah
In the end there ain’t no way that I could let you pass, yeah
Brand new BMW, we sparkin', now we crashed, yeah (Crash, crash)
Bitch, I’m a fuckin' duck
But don’t get me wrong, bitch, yeah, I’ll fuck you up
I roll a blunt, police pullin' up, I had to run home
And she be playin' games, got me thinkin' different things
Yeah, she’s talkin' to me, then I’m fuckin' ghosted for a week
I’m with Scruff, we lookin' gorgeous, baby, I’m important
Step inside the whip with my fuckin' foreigns
I smell fuckin' with some shit when I’m recordin'
Why don’t you just text me in the morning?
Sendin' shots to your head
Fuck with us, you end up dead
I cannot deal with this stress
Oh my God, I’m such a mess
I’m so full of insecurities
But I can’t talk about 'em
So I’m makin' all these songs
But they won’t solve my problems
I’ve been tryna make a better life (Just for me and you)
Wonderin' if you’re the one who lied (I don’t have a clue)
I just wanna shrivel up and die (And just make anew)
Too much shit’s been cloggin' up my mind (Cannot tell what’s true)
Candice this, Candice that
Can this bitch just love me back?
Why can’t I go back in time?
This feel like Project Almanac
Don’t worry, I’ll forget someday
Keep smokin' on your fuckin' pack
What can I do to make you stay?
That’s indecisive, roll it back
I don’t need the noose, I don’t need your
And she pulling onto
I was sad, you can do this again
You’re just a pussy boy
Yeah, they was talking, boy, I had nothin', now I’m getting somethin'
Lil' shawty, she want me, yeah, she want the hundreds, but I can’t give it up
And I can’t show you love, and that is not my fault
I wish I never fucked with you 'cause I was standin' tall
I really showed you all the world, you wasn’t callin' me (Callin' me)
I got your friends and they is all on me (All on me)
Remember that you was the one, now you actin' like an enemy
Shawty, you dead to me, but you move heavenly
Ayy, you’re a weak girl
On Twitter, you tweet it up, you’re so weird, just fuck off
In real life you walk it off since you wanna talk it off
At my house, I park my car, then I’m gonna drop you off
Y-y-you can tell by the way that I walk up in the function
Everybody starin', know I’m up to something
A-a-all that talk, but we know that you is bluffin'
Yeah, we know you ain’t on shit, yeah, we know you ain’t on nothin'
Don’t wanna do it, but I hit 'em with a quick swipe
With your girl and I fucked that bitch all night
Smokin', smokin' blunts 'til the sunrise
Yeah, I do it just to feel right
(French)
maintenant, j’suis balisé
Ils passent leur temps à juger les gens
Et j’sais très bien que j’suis pas comme eux
Mais j’fais pas d’effort, j’vais pas aller
J’te promets qu’j’essaie d’aller mieux
Et que j’pourrai faire des progrès si on est deux
De tes efforts, il m’en faut juste un peu
T’sais qu’j’m’en fou d’elles, elles sont toutes dégueux
Can you stop talkin' to me?
I’ve been runnin' around the hallways thinkin' 'bout you
And I try to do my best, but I’m fallin' down
I know that I’m fast, I can slow it down
They like how I walk in, testin' all the options
Been in my bag for a minute, I just lost it
And sixty-four bullets turn you to a coffin
And they’re all in my head, but they don’t talk often
I’m-I'm lost, it’s so hard to forget
It’s different, baby, you’re better off dead
I’m takin' care of these sheep like a vet
We talk, we talk, we goin' up
I love how you’re not showin' up
I hate how it’s just all that I think about
And it’s just got me throwin' up
Fuck this bitch, you already know
If he talk down, then I’ll knock down his door
I cannot, I’m pretty, I feel like
Out my face, lil' bitch, I want
She listen to my songs, she like it’s bustin' down her stereo
Put my mask on, bite your neck just like I’m Dio (Ayy)
Off the deep end like I’m doa, stack chips like it’s Frito-Lay
Yu Narukami how I’m jumpin' through the TV
Like a banshee, bitch, I’m screamin' (Ayy)
My sword will sweep him off his feet, okay
Go, uh, go, uh, I’ve been on a roll, uh
Jumpin' through the air like a TF2 soldier
Got his ass on sonar, strike him like a cobra
Hit him in his solar plexus, put him in a folder (Haha)
Xaotix on a roll, so you know I got the dope
I’ve been movin' on, fuck those two-faced hoes
Scruff Cypher 3, 'bout to stop this show
We all comin' up, watch our enemies fall
I got fifty, I don’t finish the assignments
Finals comin' up, they start make me suicidal
I hit up Scruff, now I’m doin' this cypher
Fuck school, that shit ain’t worth to die for
I can’t live like this no more
I wan' leave this fuckin' town
I don’t wanna see your face no more
I will slam you through the fuckin' door
Take a sip, I remember when you left the bottle
Get a grip, no, this ain’t any harder to swallow
Take a trip, go unload the clip
I’ll see you on the other side, at least you can say that you tried
Oh, lil' bitch, yeah, we throw it up
and we’re pullin' up
Shawty, I fuck with you
And I just wanna see you
Can I have that money, you don’t
I’m pullin' up with a bitch (Yeah), hittin' you with a stick (Yeah)
Talkin' shit and you’re gonna get hit (Oh no)
I stick to my .40, callin' it a blick (Yeah)
You people don’t know me a hundred percent (Yeah)
Got-got a mouse and I gave it a click (Yeah)
Hang with your girl, callin' her my bitch (Yeah)
This friendship’s now over, now I gotta dip (Bye)
I walked in 'cause you know that’s how we comin'
We don’t really give a fuck because we know that you bluffin'
And if we pull up, we bust in, we ain’t talkin' 'bout nothin'
If we see your ass runnin', I’ma push on a button
And I don’t really care if I fuckin' die
I don’t give a fuck, but I’m gonna stay alive
If you stay tonight, yeah, I can stand a try
There ain’t no better time, I’ll take your shit, it’s mine
Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bitch, I fuck in the back of the truck
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm on her OnlyFans, yeah
Shawty so bad, I make her mad, yeah
Yes, she lovin' on her knees
She said, «Fuck the movie,» so I hit her from the back, yeah
Bitch, we only goin' up, talk a lot, not showin' up
Always said you’re down to ride but lately you don’t fuck with us
Girl, you know I miss you, I don’t know the issue
Can’t think of a bar, so I wanna say Scruff is cute
Tehehe to my tummy-ummy-ummy
Why you dressed so goddamn bummy?
I do as I please and you do as you need
So get on to your knees and suck up on my seed
I said don’t talk to me
Wish I go viral
Since you wanna fly off
Fuck your bitch by the drywall
I won’t turn the lights off
You were never my type at all
I said don’t talk to me
Wish I go viral
Since you wanna fly off
Fuck your bitch by the drywall
I won’t turn the lights off
You were never my type at all
You got me cryin' out, but I don’t really fuckin' care
And even if I loved you, never took you places, stop and stare
I can’t even question that nobody’s really ever there
I’m fuckin' on your friends, I know you really never ever cared
I was outside
Chasin' all the butterflies
Beanie Babies on my side
You might want to
They like how I walk in, testin' all the options
Been in my bag for a minute, I just lost it
And sixty-four bullets turn you to a coffin
And they’re all in my head, but they don’t talk often
I’m-I'm lost, it’s so hard to forget
It’s different, baby, you’re better off dead
I’m takin' care of these sheep like a vet
We talk, we talk, we goin' up
I love how you’re not showin' up
I hate how it’s just all that I think about
And it’s just got me throwin' up
I feel like countin' all my bands 'cause I’m just throwing up
Fuckin' for a fan, I got better shit to do
Put the light there, I’ma show 'em what it do
(jacy)
C-c-cut 'em off like a switchblade
Going up, young star, that’s my nickname
UFO, you know it’s us, outer space, glowing up
Shining with the moon, bitch, you know what’s up
That boy turnt (Turnt), shots to his head
That boy runnin', he be runnin', he be playin' with the lead
Pli-plo-plow, pow-pow, who’s talkin now? (Now)
Heard that boy was talkin' so we came to shut him down
I feel like a dog 'cause I’m chewin' on a bone
He ain’t got no funny bone
And I bought some chips up at the store (Yeah)
You can catch me with my dog posted up in Bowerstone
Lately I’ve been throwin' my opps up in a blunt
I can’t keep singin' all these love songs, I’ve had enough
Gotta show out on these niggas, can’t be a scrub
But they won’t understand, I feel like Scruff
Cuttin' out my heart, yeah, I don’t want it
Sell it to the nurse, make a profit
Makin' money moves, so I keep walkin'
Countin' these bands, they keep talkin'
I just wanna be so memorable
But it’s tough when you don’t got a long temporal
And sometimes I just wanna fly
Icarus fell, but there wasn’t no fight
Burn your wings, but there isn’t no light
And there’s no wind, but I can try
Yeah, I walked into med-bay, now you’re headless
Turn the cameras off so he can’t see me ventin'
Killin' every crewmate, I’m relentless
Yeah, you were my sussy baka, now you’re deaded
Can’t hear what she said
but your shawty gave me head last night
I don’t need her 'til next time
COVID-19 motherfuckin' got me
talkin' all that shit
It can get so toxic, I’m just doin' my thing
I’m just doin' my dance, gonna get a fuckin'
I don’t give a fuck about these kids, now I’m a monster
What you think I don’t want
I’ll take you out to lunch
Chomp, chomp, on the gang, take a bite out, I’ma munch
Put that lil' boy in his coffin, he know he a target
Always tryna chat all on my bitch
I got diamonds on my body, his bitch on my body
He know she not talkin', he know that she gon' ride me
Just got the passport, let’s go
Hop out with a MAC-10, shots to your dome
Put you in a casket for talkin' loud
Put you in a casket for talkin' loud
Throwin' rocks at your window
We take a walk, share headphones
Take a pic with your flip phone
Then I start to miss you when I’m not at home
Money all up on my wrists
Don’t want you to talk shit
Flyer than you, you know what it is
You say it’s all my fault, I don’t want it
Paper chase, get the bag
If I don’t like you, then I run it
We gon' get that bag, we gon' get it anyways
I’ma shoot it in his, shoot it at his face
Me and Scruff in the back, bitch, you already know
And she fuck with the team, yeah, that bitch is a ho
Walk in the party, off them tablets, yeah (Shut up, Rxge)
Shawty, don’t hit me up, I’m off of the acid
I’m with Scruff on the beat and I’m feelin' like a savage (Poyo)
You gon' run up on us and you gonna face these hat tricks
It’s all I think about
Say I’m fine, honestly, I can’t figure it out
Pa-pass the loud
Tell that bitch we’re up next, make my day ones proud
Put some money on the table
It’s like one hundred thousand K
And I been runnin' on a mission
I’m just tryna get away, but it’s okay
Yeah, I know that, wait, where my phone at?
You look so mad right now, where your hoes at?
Sleepin' on the floor, my life is such a messy game
I keep ignorin' all your calls, I can’t see straight
I’m so tired of this shit, I sleep under the stairs
I can’t stand up, I’ll hit my head, it seems like nobody cares
Money on me, I throw it up, I don’t really give no fucks
Ayy, real quick, I love you Scruff
Talkin' on my bros and you gon' die, die, die, die
Makarov, I hit him in his eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
I’m, but I had to
You need to, you don’t want to
You need, somebody had to
I’m behind you, hold you, I’m in front of you, hold you
I wanna feel you, girl, I wanna feel you
I’m addicted to the things that I’m not used to
All these people, but I’m still afraid to lose you
I get these, got me feelin' like a loose screw
And I’m just tryna make it work
Uh, and when they talk up on my name
I don’t wanna play this fuckin' game
Don’t talk too much man, I’ve been watching all the same
They got to my brain
It just got me throwin' up, I’ma hit you with that backtalk
And I don’t care what your dad bought
And you fuck up with your bad thoughts
So I don’t give a fuck, left hook then I fuckin' duck
Flex on you with a hundred bucks
You fall down, boy, you fuckin' rough
Walk around in the store now
All these drugs they got me throwin' up
I get this cash and count it up
You sad, you mad, you bad as fuck
I’m in first, you running late, can’t catch up
Oh, oh, oh
I can’t lie, it got me pissed off
I can’t stress over that bitch and all her missed calls
Told you that you talk a lot, I think you need to talk less
Shooting at your chest, them fucking bullets leave you topless
Oh, you were wastin' my time
I been feelin' sick, yeah, I been feelin' so out of line
Smokin' big blunts 'cause I’m feelin' myself-self
Bitch, don’t get way too attached
You can’t tell me what I can and what I cannot have
If you need attention then go find another man
'Cause I’m a fucking loner and I don’t think I can, yeah, yeah
And this shit got me sick, I be throwin' up
And I got a pint on my counter, watch me pour it up
I’m needing time, but I haven’t decided
When I will give in, but I’ll try to fight it
P-p-pourin' up some, that’s that purple in my cup
Scruff gon' hit me up, then we swerve the Bentley truck
Bitches say they hate me, but they cannot get enough
Doin' all the juice, I might just double up
(halo)
Never gave a fuck (Fuck)
I just signed my death wish, I’m in VC, I’m with Scruff
And I’m with clip and fuckin'—
Trilogy, all accolades like a hat trick (Like a hat trick)
I shut off my phone, like why you actin' so dramatic?
Me and my bros, yeah, you know we only goin' up
Talkin' down on me then you know we fuckin' showin' up
I can’t fuck with you, please don’t tell me that you roll with us
I’ma pull up with a stick and now you out of luck
(I love you Scruff)
Ayy, killswitch, pull up with a choppa, 'bout to kill shit
Ayy, drill bitch, not from the UK, but I will drill shit
Ayy, if you keep on talkin' then you’re gonna end up missin'
Ayy, I’m in bed with Scruff and you already know that we are kissin' (Hahaha)
Sometimes it gets so hard just to wake up
Sit inside my room and watch the rain fall
Don’t look, don’t text, I don’t want no calls
Can’t get close to anyone 'cause I know that they’ll drop off
I can’t seem to escape
I can’t really wait
Time and time again it happens
Got a problem and I can’t have it
I keep a Glocky inside of the back
I would shut your mouth
You do not wanna play with me, I’ll pull up shots in the air
Say you full grown-up, ladies got me throwin' up
Sippin' out of my double cup
You get killed if you throwin' with Scruff
Big four on me, and now I’m posted up
And everybody want me, got oxy in my nose
She fuck me like a zombie, I’ma live it up
My team we dirty, you can’t see me, I don’t give a fuck
Okay, now tell me, I know that you hate me
You won’t have to like me, what’s it like to lie?
What’s it like to die?
You won’t let me get the future I
I can’t wait to tell my mom that I’m a star now
I’m goin' far now,, yeah
Ballin' just like Kobe, we gon' ball out
I did this shit in one take,
In the moshpit, fuck about a damn bitch
Niggas wanna act like me, I’m like «aw, shit»
Yeah, I pull up to the party with a chopstick
She said I’m toxic, she bein' honest
Two twin Glocks, one in the fuckin' Champion
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I don’t even claim her
Runnin' up the ocean, cut enough for the remainder
Take her ass to, my ass goin' John Kramer
I don’t want her ridin' with that lil' nigga, got my bands up
I don’t want her ridin' with that lil' nigga, I’m finna stance up
Forty shots up in his back, bruh, turn this to a massacre
Turn him to a dancer, oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
I don’t wanna go away, oh-oh, oh-oh
I don’t wanna go away
Niggas sayin' that I’ll fuck you just to throw away
So shawty lovin' on my body, she gon' blow today
All my supporters sayin': «Shi, you' gon blow any day»
Stuck in the stu, boy, I feel like I’m an addict
He wanna talk out his ass, I think my gun is automatic
I’ma teach it to these pussy boys, this ain’t mathematics
He talkin' stupid in the VC, someone had to ban him (seven)
(Let's go)
Don’t tell me to fuckin' throw down
All my money on the showdown
She said that she love me, I don’t give a fuck
Bitch, I keep the stick on my hip, you won’t be missed
I don’t give a fuck if you are not fuckin' with us
I been drivin' this Toyota so fast
Driftin' on the road it’s so fast, yeah
12 came over, we did the dash
Bitch, I keep the stick on my hip, you won’t be missed
I don’t give a fuck if you are not fuckin' with us
I been drivin' this Toyota so fast
Driftin' on the road it’s so fast, yeah
12 came over, we did the dash
I’m with Scruff and the gang, now we all tight
there ain’t no rules in a dogfight
Like please never speak to me
No, you cannot have my swag, I don’t know what you see in me
First off, fuck you and your friends, bitch
Me and Scruff gon' kick you to the curb and we gon' end it
Fuck you, we gon' leave you headless
You been tryna chat, but you cannot make amends, bitch
Takin' time to mend it, I could never hate you
Call your little friends up, I know they won’t save you
I won’t entertain you, God, I fucking hate you
If I was the then I guess that I’d be mad too
Bullets, they be pop-pop-pop
I don’t wanna talk right now
You move too fast, bitch, slow it down
Don’t talk to me, I won’t stay around
Walk in, if you got a problem we can solve it
Shout-out my boy, bitch, we keep it flawless
Why you talkin' that shit? Now I catch me a body
And he ain’t with the shit, all he do is the talkin'
Puttin' niggas in a coffin, all you do is talk, like stop it
I swear that I’m countin', little bitch, you can’t account for us
Why you talkin' that shit? Put his ass in the dust
Nigga be actin' like a bitch, put his ass under the rug
Runnin' out of options, stuck in my emotions
Hate to, this shit’s gon' mess me up again
I don’t wanna be sane when I see you again
It’s naturally stuck inside my head
There’s so many reasons that I should forget about you, but I don’t
Do-don't wanna come over, can’t wait for you
You already taught me one thing, it’s you gotta go on night drives
Rollie on my wrist, nigga, I don’t wanna fight you
I been dirty but that boy, he can’t slide it
I’ve been thinkin' about what you said
There’s no sleepin', record until I’m dead
I’ve been creepin', I need you out my head, oh
I need to get my head right
Your homie dead, I don’t care about them dead guys
At the function with a suit and a red tie
Speakin' to, he just equipped a red dot (Pew, pew, pew, got 'em)
That’s a headshot
You need to cool down 'cause them bullets red hot
I feel like I might just give up
It seems like I ran out of luck
That’s tough
I love you Scruff
Go, I can’t get why you’re so sick of me
In the hills, spin around like an npc, free
Spend a bag, I don’t care what the fuck you think
I close every fuckin' deal, don’t want your sympathies
Please give it up, yeah
You might get your shit rocked
Glock up, yeah, yeah
Your bitch on my cock
Who you are I don’t know
In got a new flow
Pull up all black like a crow
Listenin' to Scruff while I run from the popo
I got 'em sayin' «Uh-oh»
Fuck these bitches, yeah, I’m only up next
Didn’t everybody love me, everybody wanna flex though
Seein' everybody only wanna flex though
I love you Scruff
It’s not only them who posin' as a threat
A lil' one-two with a chop got everyone upset
Pull it out right at your crib, they spraying all your shit
Nah, ayy, ayy, ya say, «I can’t take it all, can’t take care of ya»
Yeah, uh, ya say, «You're never enough,» I’m never enough, uh
Oh, oh my God, I cannot wait to tell my mom
I got on Scruff, everybody