Scat
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa, yeah
I had to distance myself
From my friends
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa
I gotta spend me a rack
Yeah
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
You might have a problem with me
But I don't got one with you
You might think it's fine to rob me
But this a real metal tool
You might wanna act tough
But the sound gonna make you
Look like a fool
So I don't gotta look side to side
Before I play you like I'm doom
Leaning and rocking on pills
Flying high like the man of steel
She got me too deep in my feels
I don't even think this shit is real
Jumping fences, on my heels
Riding 'round in a 911 automobile
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa, yeah
I had to distance myself
From my friends
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa, yeah
I had to distance myself
From my friends
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa
I gotta spend me a rack
Yeah
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
You might have a problem with me
But I don't got one with you
You might think it's fine to rob me
But this a real metal tool
You might wanna act tough
But the sound gonna make you
Look like a fool
So I don't gotta look side to side
Before I play you like I'm doom
Leaning and rocking on pills
Flying high like the man of steel
She got me too deep in my feels
I don't even think this shit is real
Jumping fences, on my heels
Riding 'round in a 911 automobile
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
You for real a cat, like scat
Said you're gonna kill me
There's your get-back
And you know that that's cap
Don't even gotta write any of my raps
Told me to buy a new strap
Bitch, this real life, fuck around
And you're gonna end up flat
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa, yeah
I had to distance myself
From my friends
Whoa, yeah, whoa
It never ends
Whoa
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta spend me a rack
I gotta hide all my stacks
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