Scar (feat. 10k Raun & CityStarrLj)

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7M Rell

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I only tell you one time
Don't f*ck me, Tony
Don't you ever try to f*ck me
Yeah

Hold on, I'm from Slide though
This bitch so hard, I swear to God
Yeah, I ain't no basic hood nigga
can't catch me sittin' in the scat

And just in case you think I'm pussy, bitch
I just might double back

My lil' nigga in the back like Brodie
Let me see the smack

You see what happened when you act tough
That shit ain't got him tapped, nigga

I rap about my real life, I never lied
All you niggas really rappin' GTA, I swear to God
Was talkin shit up on the gram, that same shit den got him fried

In the kitchen whippin' dope
No, bitch, I ain't cookin' fries

Stop all that cappin' on the gram like you shootin' shit How you supposed to make some bread if you ain't doin' shit

we pull up on the masked up, comin' five deep
He actin' tough, drop his ass before he go to sleep

Flexin' with that lil' ten, nigga think he sweet
That nigga flexin', chump change, I stack it in a week

Rockstar jeans, it's five bands in these lil' pockets
Slide on his block, it's like the fourth, we got some big rockets

With me and Rell on the beat, it ain't no stoppin' us

Young, wild niggas, we shoot first, so don't you aim as us

Talkin' out his ass, this big 40 gave him a tummy tuck

BBW, hide the Glock, call it a tummy tuck
Never met no niggas in this city that can f*ck with us

You'll never see it coming, me and Raun on the come up

Come up, nutted on her titties, tell that bitch to lick my cum up

We only droppin' bangers, you ain't heard no trash from us

These niggas blow the whole bag, when I get it, put the money up

Score a 14, got a 20, have to double up
I got a showstopper if that nigga think he runnin' up

Yop, boy, you playin', get the bag offer
every shot sent missed, I play bag off
I ain't taxin' for these bullets they have for
How you said that I was broke like you had sauce, huh

She tryna tell me that it's mine, you ain't no fuckin' Billie Jean
Hit the scene, every time that, I pop out, I'm Mr. clean

rip his spleen , I ain't messin' with this ghost, it got a beam

I'm a fiend, for that pape, I'm blue, yours green
Yeah, with the team, f*ck around and kill a fiend if he green

Bitch, I'm in to put that shit on, wearin' shit you never seen

Bitch, I'm chillin' in the trap, pourin' green, it's that lean

Feelin' like I'm sada of he wanna be me, but he aint mean

Bitch, deliver work to my mans, this the drop off, swear to God

told that bitch to pull up, she suck the cock off, the way lil baby, givin' up that head, she knock my socks off

Lil' bitch wanna f*ck, but she ugly, she make the cock soft

Me and gang will really pull up, knock your block off

Matter of fact, bitch, I'm from the call raun, to twist his top off

Shit, I was chillin' for a minute, but I'm back talkin' crazy

Lil' bitch want my baby, I'm like, hell nah you brazy,

yeah Her mama got some ass, I'm tryna f*ck on ms daisy

Ain't gon' never catch me with no hoe, niggas or no lame niggas

Bitch, I hang around a bunch of pitts who really flame niggas

Talkin' crazy, now he just a picture, I just frame niggas

I ain't never switchin' on my team with the same niggas

Bitch

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