Scolatti (feat. DeeDaGrinch)

I catch lil mori on bro ima black
We caught a opp ona block where they trap
Fendi keep dissing, why he rap?
He a goofy, he broke and he trash
Like, dee put the beam on his back
I'm tryna flair at em no cap
2020 made niggas a pack
If opps keep throwing, i throw back
If that boy with his bitch better move her, like
Get out the way before i'll boom her
Roll up tidda that boy is a loser
Been flocking that shit think i could be a tutor
I ain't playing, got my ruller
Deedee the grinch he gon' flock on a scooter
Niggas be pussy talking on computers
Where niggas at? we flocking at the viewers, like
You know when he dead if he whole body tilt
You a rapper but you got no drills
Notti, ratty both got killed
So much dead's that went out in the field
I lost bro i don't know how to feel
When outside i'm just clutching my steel
In the streets this shit getting real
Put the dot to his head like alladin
Bro getting mad 'cause i ain't tryna pass it
Like, what? that's on bro i get active
We was dead two deep and we clapped 'em
Like, i got the drop he in saks fifth
He ain't making it home we gon' pack 'em
Like dead em', burn em', crash em'
He a bozo, his cousin got blasted

Aye, yo, ninety what you tryna' do?
Spin down they block and we really go ku
Like, freddy it really get spooky
We gon' spin down the block, make it lit
With some maybacks, so it's lit
We gon' rock 'em, like a baby
Pole jam up he get beat with the knock
And they call me the grinch, like
I've been letting it rip
Four-five punch a nigga wig, like
And them niggas don't know what i do
When i walk in the spot and i really go ku
Got a baddie she driving the boat
On henny, gelato she feening to rump
Girl, is you dumb? why you fucking with niggas that don't give a fuck, like
Aye, yo, yams bouta' spin these niggas for a week
Show them niggas how we really geek
Catch us a seek and we really gon' geek
Like-like, i'ma geek, i'ma tweak
Spin down they block, got me spinning for weeks
Got a knock and it came with a kick
Aye, yo, notti? in my spliff, like
And dotty be punching the hardest
But notti be making me sick
Like, spin down they block with a grip
Aye, yo, DD suck my dick
If notti ain't died then you wouldn't exist
Tell that nigga to get off my dick
Dissing the two to the eight is a crucially way to get put in a spliff

Niggas saying "don't run don't trip"
Nigga suck my dick, i ain't running from shit
On they block tryna catch us a hit
SB just died now he in a spliff
Mori got shot, he a bitch
Yellow got did, he tripped
Tidda od'd, from a spliff
And shh got shot, on a hit

Grrah, grrah
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Writer(s): Alexander Gonzalez
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