scru cypher 3 with 120 people - Scruff

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