Skumbo
Shut up bitch might fuck it up
I might run it up
I take that pump
I grab that pump then I hit em up
I hit em up I rip his guts I don't give no fucks
Don't give no fucks you better duck
If you on the ground act like you're struck
Act like you're struck yea I do my strut
I do my dance
Look in my pants it's like 50 bands
Might shoot your mans
Man he get blamed
Who you think I am
Yea I'm the man
I'm off these percs I can't do no xans
My neck on froze
My neck on ice cream like woah
You're bitch tryna get up on me
Nigga I said come get your hoe
Yea I got highs and zaza
I got snow in my nose like the Poconos
This shotty that I got is shy
But it still poke at your nose
Bitch you fucked up get
Cut up I said shit up
Do walk up can't fuck with
Run ups keep a gun tuck
Get one up for every shroom
That hit my stomach
You dumb fuck you walk around
You might get caught up
Ima toe tagger
A body bagger
A dirty bastard
I'm on your block there's havoc
Get ready to join the action
Choppa turn you to a fraction
The rest of em jus there gasping
What's my snap your plug be askin
Just tell him that ima tax him
My neck on froze
My neck on ice cream like woah
You're bitch be tryna get up on me
Nigga I said come get your hoe
Yea I got highs and zaza
I got snow in my nose like the Poconos
This shotty that I got is shy
But it still poke at your nose
I might run it up
I take that pump
I grab that pump then I hit em up
I hit em up I rip his guts I don't give no fucks
Don't give no fucks you better duck
If you on the ground act like you're struck
Act like you're struck yea I do my strut
I do my dance
Look in my pants it's like 50 bands
Might shoot your mans
Man he get blamed
Who you think I am
Yea I'm the man
I'm off these percs I can't do no xans
My neck on froze
My neck on ice cream like woah
You're bitch tryna get up on me
Nigga I said come get your hoe
Yea I got highs and zaza
I got snow in my nose like the Poconos
This shotty that I got is shy
But it still poke at your nose
Bitch you fucked up get
Cut up I said shit up
Do walk up can't fuck with
Run ups keep a gun tuck
Get one up for every shroom
That hit my stomach
You dumb fuck you walk around
You might get caught up
Ima toe tagger
A body bagger
A dirty bastard
I'm on your block there's havoc
Get ready to join the action
Choppa turn you to a fraction
The rest of em jus there gasping
What's my snap your plug be askin
Just tell him that ima tax him
My neck on froze
My neck on ice cream like woah
You're bitch be tryna get up on me
Nigga I said come get your hoe
Yea I got highs and zaza
I got snow in my nose like the Poconos
This shotty that I got is shy
But it still poke at your nose
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Writer(s): Donald Betterbed
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