Scrub Shit

I wear my Polo draws 'til they're faded as fuck
Word to the nigga that be makin my luck
She's so fuckin fine I might be makin it up
I'm really that nigga I don't say it enough
He lookin at his fake rollie waitin to fuck
On a scale of 1-10 do you feel basic enough?
We shakin the dust and bakin the crust
Tryna kill 'em like Cam, Harlem shakin it up
Couple days in the cut to get my mind straight
Tryna manifest the millions in my mind state
Cuz life gets fouler than a flagrant
Fragrance '09 vintage, majority percentage
Of course she wanna reconnect
While these new school niggas rockin pink to death
I need to do more and say less
I put it on God, I'm never going back to Payless

Tried to catch me slippin in public on some scrub shit
I look better in real life, she loves it
Man we does this, place nothin above this
No time for rap beefin or scrub shit

Hear it in your voice if you don't see the vision
Have you feelin like a fraction how I do division
Niggas take two years to make two decsions
You ain't tryna get grits? Get the fuck up out my kitchen
Miss me with the bullshit, hit me with the guapelle
Allah forgive me, I'm eatin crab with the soft shell
Used to hit campus with the Germans from the hostel
I was doin hella shit, especially not well
But I got well, made the spot swell
I was built for this shit if you could not tell
I love you so much to all the people I cannot tell
Gucci GG Supreme from the current season
I ain't even gotta try to rhyme with that shit
A nigga almost cried just buyin that shit
Got a couple handkerchiefs for a cryin ass bitch

Tried to catch me slippin in public on some scrub shit
I look better in real life, she loves it
Man we does this, place nothin above this
No time for rap beefin or scrub shit

Niggas couldn't see me in my Kirkland tee
They gon remember Brenda just for birthin me
I'm movin stupid live in this deadstock
Marc Jacobs helpin me see under these dreadlocks
Niggas couldn't see me in my Kirkland tee
They gon remember Brenda just for birthin me
I'm movin stupid live in this deadstock
Marc Jacobs helpin me see under these dreadlocks

Tried to catch me slippin in public on some scrub shit
I look better in real life, she loves it
Man we does this, place nothin above this
No time for rap beefin or scrub shit
Tried to catch me slippin in public on some scrub shit
I look better in real life, she loves it
Man we does this, place nothin above this
No time for rap beefin or scrub shit



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Writer(s): Jared Schwartz
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