3.5

Going Scotty in scatty cause in big Pippen
No we can't match you roll skimpy my shit hit different
I put 3.5 in my mine now that's a big difference
I got the pack the mail and this a good shipment
You off today that no lie
If you at home with no job
Hit yo shorty by surprise
Nigga said he was gone slide shoot a movie flick

Bag secured I had to radio in
Cause my money grew longer when I let go of friends
You tryna make it to the top while niggas look for a hand
Niggas never match yo energy so how that's yo mans
Get the bread ima split it all my niggas eating
Bless the booth when I rapping Ima keep on preachin
Niggas claim they the goat goofy really reaching
Grow some tree in yo garden like it's made in Eden
Ima demon shout out Tony putting on for the trenches
Score on the ops by my self bitch my finish relentless
Get up wit me like a nigga lost his vertical
AR bullets rip yo skin he he look surgical
They said Vellie really snappin you so versitale
Bitch I'm taking off so meet me at the terminal
About my dollars boy this shit can get personal
Caught yo brother lacking purchase final not returnable

Going Scotty in scatty cause in big Pippen
No we can't match you roll skimpy my shit hit different
I put 3.5 in my mine now that's a big difference
I got the pack the mail and this a good shipment
You off today that no lie
If you at home with no job
Hit yo shorty by surprise
Nigga said he was gone slide shoot a movie flick

Gotta make a wave when we travel nah we ain't new to this
The heart of a teradaticle that sits in this tabernacle
If you think that ain't the truth I'm quick to give an example
By leaving ya life in shambles I'm not the one you should gamble with
Cause I kick it with gambit every week just playing cards an shit
What I'm saying is I'm the jack of all trades
And you the master of none I carry ace in my spades
I got whatever you need it doesn't matter what you crave
Man you don't know nobody rapping like this
I'm steady snapping this gift Just keeps on giving they say ignorance is bliss
When that's the reason some of these niggas exist
The truth will set you free but you stay trapped in a myth
Cause you can't see through the mist somebody tell you some shit
It's highly likely that the point will be miss
But let me talk my shit I'm smooth with it I'm not one to forgive
I gotta leave it up to god or let this coin be flipped
Quit looking for tips and tricks on how to live from these pricks
They only in it for the views it's like a solar eclipse
The way blind you if looking with no glasses an shit
And that's my message but it's really up to you if you get it
Spark yo blunt to dis Vellie sent the beat best believe that I gotta rip it
And when I step up to the mic I don't give a fuck bout no feelings
On god foot on they neck and you will never catch me slipping
Try to prey on me my g I might flip and now you victim
I gotta be different this solo he gotta be tripping
With information forbidden to most and I put that upon my children
It's all gas now I can never back down
If you declare war on me you can't take that back now
Gotta little buzz and all my ex's want me back now
Big flex all I need is a check not talking background
I might hit the block dump it then spin it back around
Something like a remix we eating bitch I been chowing down



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Writer(s): Lovelle Williamson
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