Scottie Pippen

We pack a pistol on our side when we ride
If we don't die it's "Free Guys"
Just how you live when you been wild since a knee-high
Fresh out the mud but we fly so we shine
Try not to look like a come up in a freak eyes
Success death or prison in your vision
No she whippin cops and jackers in your kitchen
And one them bitches gon sit you for intermission
Check your position when you driftin
The wolves is loose
Glock Thirty-Three Scottie Pippen
I wish you would wan shoot
Might take a limb if it hit him
But what's an arm to you
Trey-Five-Seven hit different
This shit's GOD to you

Glock 33 Scottie Pippin
Big black bitch witta big nose
Twenty-five hunned for my bitch clothes
I ain't got it I'ma hit a lick tho
Waste about a 40 I wear big shorts
Know that I be geeking I'm a big dork
Know that I be eating got a big fork
Drop you off a baby like a big stork (UGH UGH UGH)
Bitch to loud when I hit her
UH, UH
Think u gotta lil money u can get her
But it's not enough
What's a 380 to a hitter
It's not enough
Dropped a couple stacks on something bigger
This is not a bluff
This right here this a Malfoy (DRACO)
Big black van that's a decoy
Walk it down on him let it eat boy
Bitch got a kick Bruce Leroy
I'ma let it bite u word to Sho Nuff
Whip up on a nigga I'm the MASTER
Momma wasn't married I'ma BASTARD
Fuck nigga tell it to the PASTOR

We pack a pistol on our side when we ride
If we don't die it's "Free Guys"
Just how you live when you been wild since a knee-high
Fresh out the mud but we fly so we shine
Try not to look like a come up in a freak eyes
Success death or prison in your vision
No she whippin cops and jackers in your kitchen
And one them bitches gon sit you for intermission
Check your position when you driftin
The wolves is loose
Glock Thirty-Three Scottie Pippen
I wish you would wan shoot
Might take a limb if it hit him
But what's an arm to you
Trey-Five-Seven hit different
This shit's GOD to you

Drag my nuts across her make her feel dumb
Had the nerve to say she had it with me
Til I'm beatin on her backwards like a steel drum
A finger in her ass is the key
She like a little pain it makes her feel sum'm
Sounds like an addict to me
Stern bout every minute I don't kill time
It's expensive that's a Patek Philippe
Oh lord lil baby
Hoe done gone crazy
She got the impression when I gave her my dick
Cuz I called her my bitch
And I made her my dish
And I rubbed her 3 times til she granted my wish
She clearly wanna trick
And I could make her rich
I'm tryna benefit him but her man don't got sense
But I heard he got bricks
She confirmed and I went
Hogtie zip now her man don't got rent (UGH)
Buddy always nervous when he coppin (COPPIN)
Say he ain't the coppers, doubtful (DOUBTFUL)
Catch him outside of the academy
Dumpin cans at the Oscars, Groucho
These niggas need security, badly
I need me a shooter, Lee Malvo
But lately all the tough niggas tattling
Get me a replacement Shane Falco

We pack a pistol on our side when we ride
If we don't die it's "Free Guys"
Just how you live when you been wild since a knee-high
Fresh out the mud but we fly so we shine
Try not to look like a come up in a freak eyes
Success death or prison in your vision
No she whippin cops and jackers in your kitchen
And one them bitches gon sit you for intermission
Check your position when you driftin
The wolves is loose
Glock Thirty-Three Scottie Pippen
I wish you would wan shoot
Might take a limb if it hit him
But what's an arm to you
Trey-Five-Seven hit different
This shit's GOD to you

We pack a pistol on our side when we ride
If we don't die it's "Free Guys"
Just how you live when you been wild since a knee-high
Fresh out the mud but we fly so we shine
Try not to look like a come up in a freak eyes
Success death or prison in your vision
No she whippin cops and jackers in your kitchen
And one them bitches gon sit you for intermission
Check your position when you driftin
The wolves is loose
Glock Thirty-Three Scottie Pippen
I wish you would wan shoot
Might take a limb if it hit him
But what's an arm to you
Trey-Five-Seven hit different
This shit's GOD to you



Credits
Writer(s): Devery Kelley
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