Scary Sight

I got shawty all on my mind
And she ion' like me when I'm serving packs, and I really be on my grind
Talk beef n and we bringing straps, and my loubs cost me a dime
And thats just one out of my racks n, in the trap like I ain't got time
Serving feins tryna get it back n
Where the f you was at when I ain't have it
Big body Benz like hearse no casket
Now I jump out bad bitch and she ratchet
Looking like she just put down on some plastic
Sipping on Hennessy, f all my enemies, this life I'm living it really was meant for me
N was hating talk down it was meant to be, feel like I'm calboy the way that y'all the envy me

N I roll up that geek, praying I stay on my feet, and never be the one deceased
I stay in the streets, till' the mission complete, on the PJ I brought the whole fleet
I got racks off in my pocket
Chain cost me a closet
I got real shooters on my teams you can check the stats on my roster
Ask the gun man how we do it
5 straps in the Buick
N got 4 hanging out the window and the other one out the roof wit it
Drop a bag n gone get em
His whole legacy we gone end em'
Walk in that bitch all designer shit and man I ain't mean to offend em'
I just ball hard like I'm harden
Burning up like a arson
N said we'll never make it and I'm like n I beg yo pardon
Play wit me and you can get murk n
That new whip cost a church n
We in the field, serving hella' pills, tryna get a meal, before the first n
And that AR it just burst n
Winning thinking I'm cursed n
I eat that p up then I go buy her a purse n
Thats Louis Vuitton, I be picking like two at a time
And we started off selling them dimes, Now a n really up on his grind

I got shawty all on my mind
And she ion' like me when I'm serving packs, and I really be on my grind
Talk beef n and we bringing straps, and my loubs cost me a dime
And thats just one out of my racks n, in the trap like I ain't got time
Serving feins tryna get it back n
Where the f you was at when I ain't have it
Big body Benz like hearse no casket
Now I jump out bad bitch and she ratchet
Looking like she just put down on some plastic
Sipping on Hennessy, f all my enemies, this life I'm living it really was meant for me
N was hating talk down it was meant to be, feel like I'm calboy the way that y'all the envy me

N on ape s
Gang gang get you baked b
Y'all always on that fake s
F n on that hate s
Got two choppers in the cut n
Bullets eat up yo gut n
Treat that bitch bad like a mutt n
Make her eat up the whole nutt n
Then we skrt off to that paper
Balling hard like a laker
I'm smoking on that gas s ion even wanna hit no vapor
Man yall n be frauds, be b like some broads
Jump out that foreign car, and my b look like a foreign star
And I order that new hammer, watch yo spine get shot and shatter
Just for talking all that chatter, make yo mom start serving platters
Got two choppers in the cut n
Bullets eat up yo gut n
Treat that bitch bad like a mutt n
Make her eat up the whole nutt n
Then we skrt off to that paper
Balling hard like a laker
I'm smoking on that gas s ion even wanna hit no vapor
Man y'all n be frauds, be b like some broads
Jump out that foreign car, and my b look like a foreign star
And I order that new hammer, watch yo spine get shot and shatter
Just for talking all that chatter, make yo mom start serving platters

I got shawty all on my mind
And she ion' like me when I'm serving packs, and I really be on my grind
Talk beef n and we bringing straps, and my loubs cost me a dime
And thats just one out of my racks n, in the trap like I ain't got time
Serving feins tryna get it back n
Where the f you was at when I ain't have it
Big body Benz like hearse no casket
Now I jump out bad bitch and she ratchet
Looking like she just put down on some plastic
Sipping on Hennessy, f all my enemies, this life I'm living it really was meant for me
N was hating talk down it was meant to be, feel like I'm calboy the way that y'all the envy me



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Writer(s): Elijah Berrymon
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