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no ball - big scarr lyrics

[intro: big scarr]
(bandpl—)
this my sh*t, ha
(let the bandplay)
frozone
yeah, uh, uh, so icy, yeah
frozone
uh, gang, uh, gang, gang, gang, uh

[chorus: big scarr]
young n*ggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
aim for a k!ll like i’m steven seagall (i’m steven seagall)
might blow the whole bag when i walk in g raw (i walk in the mall)
take that sh*t off the rack, give a f*ck what it costs (give a f*ck what it costs)
shooters on payroll, yeah, b*tch, i’m the boss (i’m the boss)
better think twice ‘fore you throw you a cross (‘fore you throw you a cross)
this is a ‘cat, not a scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
i done came up, i’ll never fall off (i’ll never fall off, uh, no, no)

[verse 1: big scarr]
got rich off one song, got mе feelin’ like i’m the man (i’m the man)
i was just in my cеll, trying to get me some contraband (get me some contraband)
now these racks in my pocket all blue with no rubber band (no rubber band, blue)
no rubber band (blue)
pull up with drums on ar’s like a marching band (brrt)
i’ve been with the plug, screaming, “both never broke again”
just dropped the load on the floor like some grocery bags
i get high, out my mind, out in sp*ce like a zodiac (like a zodiac)
hearing rumors ’bout n*ggas getting off, i don’t know ’bout that (i don’t know ’bout that)
tried to get you some clout, you d*mn near got your brother whacked (got your brother whacked)
ride ’round the city, stolo with some dealer tags (stolen tags, stolen car, yoom)
young n*ggas hop out with that heat, trying to grill ’em, yeah (trying to grill ’em, yeah)
yeah, we sn*tching souls, double r, the grim reaper gang (reaper gang)
these n*ggas hoes, they can’t come in my door, man (uh*uh)
teacher asked me what i am, b*tch, the dough man (the dough man)
i watched my unc’ and them bust down the whole thing (the whole thing)
i got three fives or better, i don’t f*ck with no cocaine (no)
bust down cartier, n*gga, f*ck a plain jane (bling)
big body maybach, taking up two lanes
automatic chopper, ain’t no need for a gun range (brrt)
n*ggas ain’t k!ller, how you missing and you close range?
peekaboo shooting ass n*gga, that’s a d*mn shame
[chorus: big scarr]
young n*ggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
aim for a k!ll like i’m steven seagall (i’m steven seagall)
might blow the whole bag when i walk in g raw (i walk in the mall)
take that sh*t off the rack, give a f*ck what it cost (give a f*ck what it cost)
shooters on payroll, yeah, b*tch, i’m the boss (i’m the boss)
better think twice ‘fore you throw you a cross (‘fore you throw you a cross)
this is a ‘cat, not a scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
i done came up, i’ll never fall off (i’ll never fall off)
young n*ggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
aim for a k!ll like i’m steven seagall (i’m steven seagall)
might blow the whole bag when i walk in g raw (i walk in the mall)
take that sh*t off the rack, give a f*ck what it cost (give a f*ck what it cost)
shooters on payroll, yeah, b*tch, i’m the boss (i’m the boss)
better think twice ‘fore you throw you a cross (‘fore you throw you a cross)
this is a ‘cat, not a scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
i done came up, i’ll never fall off (i’ll never fall off)

[verse 2: baby k]
young n*gga walk you down like texas ranger (lone ranger)
hop out that double r truck with it hanging (with it hanging)
reach for my neck at a show and i’m blanking (blanking)
nah, i ain’t mystikal, i’m screaming, “danger” (danger)
choppers with green beams and scopes, came from pakistan (brrt)
everybody know i’m the g.o.a.t. like i ain’t the man
used to be broke, i had soap, you wouldn’t understand (it’s different)
pillow talk to the ho, we can’t dap up then (p*ssy)
how you gon’ do it, make me f*ck her and her friend
i’ll let it go broad day, f*ck the circumstance (brrt)
i’m serving p’s just to eat, they in turkey bags (trap)
i’m going up on my own, don’t need photo tags
i pulled the whip off the lot just to show my ass (yoom)
i mix the dior and dolce like, “f*ck the fashion”
every time you see, got twenty, i ain’t gotta ask ’em (twenty)
i give her dope d*ck, ain’t no birkin bag (b*tch)
i be with k!llers and gangsters, no purse sn*tchers (for real)
been chugging too long, i can’t go backwards (no)
pop pills, and these n*ggas, we throw backwards (we throw backwards)
they ain’t down to do it, then go ask ’em (go ask ’em)
from memphis, i shoot just like joe jackson (like joe, shoot)
it’s tatted on me, i’m a soul sn*tcher (like a soul)
see, me and you gon’ get the whole pack in (the whole pack in)
i’m ball hogging, b*tch, i don’t do passing
[chorus: big scarr]
young n*ggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
aim for a k!ll like i’m steven seagall (i’m steven seagall)
might blow the whole bag when i walk in g raw (i walk in the mall)
take that sh*t off the rack, give a f*ck what it costs (give a f*ck what it costs)
shooters on payroll, yeah, b*tch, i’m the boss (i’m the boss)
better think twice ‘fore you throw you a cross (‘fore you throw you a cross)
this is a ‘cat, not a scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
i done came up, i’ll never fall off (i’ll never fall off)
young n*ggas shoot and they score with no ball (no ball)
aim for a k!ll like i’m steven seagall (i’m steven seagall)
might blow the whole bag when i walk in g raw (i walk in the mall)
take that sh*t off the rack, give a f*ck what it costs (give a f*ck what it costs)
shooters on payroll, yeah, b*tch, i’m the boss (i’m the boss)
better think twice ‘fore you throw you a cross (‘fore you throw you a cross)
this is a ‘cat, not a scat, hit the gas and get lost (get lost)
i done came up, i’ll never fall off (i’ll never fall off)

- big scarr lyrics

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