Shagg & Scoob (feat. RMF Sticks)
I'm the one these hoes keep choosin
Winning in my DNA
4FE, don't do no losing
This gas just took us out of space
I'm a star, bitch shoot this movie
It's money and goals
I'm choosin' my bros over hoes
I don't give a fuck about no groupie
I keep me a pole, I keep the glock right in my clothes
You didn't even know I got toolie
I had to switch routes, you don't know which way I'ma go
I'm in this bitch like Jerry Judy
You know that my brother, you know that my motherfuckin' dog
We something' like Shaggy and Scooby
I got the hunnids, I got the blue cheese
I got your bitch and I put her in Louie, uh
She tryna stand up on business, She need to be humble don't think she could lose me, huh
Twoface made you similar to the joker, I know that you feelin' goofy, huh
Freak bitch, she walkin' around with a choker, she tryna give up that coochie, yeah
Watch out, watch how I'm pushin' the motor, like Quan in Toyota, we chief when we slide
Step out the way, when we walk out, watch how we just glide
Bae, put this glock in your purse, now we Bonnie and Clyde
Snakes, cut the snakes out the grass, open your third eye
What Kota say "I fuck both the sisters, I couldn't decide"
You could catch me on the asphalt, big flexin' while I'm in traffic
I'ma roll up again, another one, roll up again, another one, watch how I add it
She love seein' me on the TV, she love Mr. Channel, but I do not back down from static
She love how I'm gettin' these benjis, she love how I'm getting these hundreds I forever stack it
Hunter shit, bitch, like my daddy
All that time ain't come out average
In a four matic, big pistol in this bitch
In case they call out action
Get out the way, bullets leave clips, subtracting
I ain't no goofy
Ain't gon' wop me
In love with the fast shit
I think my switch the fastest
Bae, I'm on the way ballin' the straight, close lanes got me in traffic
Tay bro, what you say? Them niggas lame let's see who bitch the baddest
She just seen the chain, Want be the gang, Yes, yo bitch, for who askin'
Big glock on my waist, It ain't for play, tucked in Mafia fashion
I put shit in place, for sure to say, I'm the one, I'm not braggin
Sticks don't go on dates, I need one day, If Tay like her, I'll pass her
My pockets hold weight, Feed my whole state, One of one, ask the last one
You could catch me on the asphalt, big flexin' while I'm in traffic
I'ma roll up again, another one, roll up again, another one, watch how I add it
She love seein' me on the TV, she love Mr. Channel, but I do not back down from static
She love how I'm gettin' these benjis, she love how I'm getting these hundreds I forever stack it
Hunter shit, bitch, like my daddy
All that time ain't come out average
In a four matic, big pistol in this bitch
In case they call out action
Get out the way, bullets leave clips, subtracting
I ain't no goofy
Ain't gon' wop me
In love with the fast shit
Skrrt, skrrt S-R-T, that's the fast one
Know that I'm a demon, bad bitch with me, In Palm Angel fashion
This bitch keep on flockin for the gang, she see Mafia having
Say that nigga lame, ain't got no chains, he can't pay for her lashes
These niggas can't see me, unless it's TV or Fresh in that casket
Long Live T4, you know how that go for bro, we scoring baskets
You can ask Smoove O bro 10 and 0, been whoopin' shit since?
You can ask my teachers, been had hoes, That's how I passed my classes
Big dumb shit, don't duck no static
Tay move like Scoob I guess I'm shaggy
Ring, ring, ring, These phones keep crackin
Frtt Frtt Frtt, This switch keep blastin
Her ass keep ass clapping
Skrt, skrt, skrt? Fast one
My new bitch way better than the last
Count up new money more thicker than a roll
Hunter shit, bitch, like my daddy
All that time ain't come out average
In a four matic, big pistol in this bitch
In case they call out action
Get out the way, bullets leave clips subtracting
I ain't no goofy, ain't gon' wop me in love with fast shit
Bitch
Winning in my DNA
4FE, don't do no losing
This gas just took us out of space
I'm a star, bitch shoot this movie
It's money and goals
I'm choosin' my bros over hoes
I don't give a fuck about no groupie
I keep me a pole, I keep the glock right in my clothes
You didn't even know I got toolie
I had to switch routes, you don't know which way I'ma go
I'm in this bitch like Jerry Judy
You know that my brother, you know that my motherfuckin' dog
We something' like Shaggy and Scooby
I got the hunnids, I got the blue cheese
I got your bitch and I put her in Louie, uh
She tryna stand up on business, She need to be humble don't think she could lose me, huh
Twoface made you similar to the joker, I know that you feelin' goofy, huh
Freak bitch, she walkin' around with a choker, she tryna give up that coochie, yeah
Watch out, watch how I'm pushin' the motor, like Quan in Toyota, we chief when we slide
Step out the way, when we walk out, watch how we just glide
Bae, put this glock in your purse, now we Bonnie and Clyde
Snakes, cut the snakes out the grass, open your third eye
What Kota say "I fuck both the sisters, I couldn't decide"
You could catch me on the asphalt, big flexin' while I'm in traffic
I'ma roll up again, another one, roll up again, another one, watch how I add it
She love seein' me on the TV, she love Mr. Channel, but I do not back down from static
She love how I'm gettin' these benjis, she love how I'm getting these hundreds I forever stack it
Hunter shit, bitch, like my daddy
All that time ain't come out average
In a four matic, big pistol in this bitch
In case they call out action
Get out the way, bullets leave clips, subtracting
I ain't no goofy
Ain't gon' wop me
In love with the fast shit
I think my switch the fastest
Bae, I'm on the way ballin' the straight, close lanes got me in traffic
Tay bro, what you say? Them niggas lame let's see who bitch the baddest
She just seen the chain, Want be the gang, Yes, yo bitch, for who askin'
Big glock on my waist, It ain't for play, tucked in Mafia fashion
I put shit in place, for sure to say, I'm the one, I'm not braggin
Sticks don't go on dates, I need one day, If Tay like her, I'll pass her
My pockets hold weight, Feed my whole state, One of one, ask the last one
You could catch me on the asphalt, big flexin' while I'm in traffic
I'ma roll up again, another one, roll up again, another one, watch how I add it
She love seein' me on the TV, she love Mr. Channel, but I do not back down from static
She love how I'm gettin' these benjis, she love how I'm getting these hundreds I forever stack it
Hunter shit, bitch, like my daddy
All that time ain't come out average
In a four matic, big pistol in this bitch
In case they call out action
Get out the way, bullets leave clips, subtracting
I ain't no goofy
Ain't gon' wop me
In love with the fast shit
Skrrt, skrrt S-R-T, that's the fast one
Know that I'm a demon, bad bitch with me, In Palm Angel fashion
This bitch keep on flockin for the gang, she see Mafia having
Say that nigga lame, ain't got no chains, he can't pay for her lashes
These niggas can't see me, unless it's TV or Fresh in that casket
Long Live T4, you know how that go for bro, we scoring baskets
You can ask Smoove O bro 10 and 0, been whoopin' shit since?
You can ask my teachers, been had hoes, That's how I passed my classes
Big dumb shit, don't duck no static
Tay move like Scoob I guess I'm shaggy
Ring, ring, ring, These phones keep crackin
Frtt Frtt Frtt, This switch keep blastin
Her ass keep ass clapping
Skrt, skrt, skrt? Fast one
My new bitch way better than the last
Count up new money more thicker than a roll
Hunter shit, bitch, like my daddy
All that time ain't come out average
In a four matic, big pistol in this bitch
In case they call out action
Get out the way, bullets leave clips subtracting
I ain't no goofy, ain't gon' wop me in love with fast shit
Bitch
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