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trap fashion freestyle - big scarr lyrics

[intro]
man, i just drive fast
yeah
(who the f*ck is that guy? banga)

[chorus]
fifty*round drum, shoot shots like i’m zach (zach)
ballin’ on you n*ggas, can’t get a rematch (get back)
dope boy nikes, white tee just to match (dope boy)
n*gga run up on me, chopper make him get back (get back)
ride around town bendin’ curbs in the scat (yoom)
get up with the plug, make him put ’em in the back (in the back)
carbon 15, got one in my jacket (my jacket, yeah)
these n*ggas basic, yeah, i’m way above average (lil’ boy)
leprechaun, ghost, snowbunnies, and the carats (the carats)
to the money and the streets, yeah, n*gga, i’m married
double r gang ’til the day that i’m buried
n*ggas send shots, on the gang, we ain’t worried
these n*ggas diss on the internet, ain’t really into that
i don’t need no polices sharin’
tryna come spin on my block ’til them shots hit your car
now your folks beggin’ for some endurance
say you wan’ go, it’s a go, well, let’s do it
they jammin’ they gun, you done already blew it (done blew it, done blew it, yup)
say you gon’ do this and that, n*gga, do it (let’s do it)
whatever hood i’m in, n*gga, i’m good (i’m good)
real big dog, let’s get that understood
[verse]
i had to trap just to make sure i’m good
finessin’ for profit, point*eight if i could
my lil’ n*ggas robbin’, put them on a jugg
[?] carbon, ridin’ ’round through the hood (hood, yup, yup)
these n*ggas broke, i can tell that they jealous
designer shoes on, whack a n*gga in giuseppes
[?] the plug if the pack wasn’t ready (it’s gone)
i’m with the b*tch, i’ma hit her when i’m ready
i don’t hang with gang ’cause we heard you n*ggas tellin’
double r the gang, for the shootin’, i’m a felon
automatic glock, so i gotta shoot it steady
i don’t wanna do the mail, n*gga, don’t mail it
vacuum seal the p’s, then i put ’em in the chevy
[?] up on the road, hope the dogs don’t smell it
if 12 get behind me, yeah, you know they gotta catch me (can’t catch me, won’t catch me, nope)
trap look like thriller, bankroll full of jacksons
we havin’ sh*t, n*gga, stop all that cappin’
i was [?] in the street way before i was rappin’
free leek, he ready to go on a bounty
[?] if you slide through the county
[?] ab, yeah, that’s where you can find me
600 block, i’m on two different timings
‘bows for the low, n*gga, better come tap in
rockin’ the show, then re*up with the backend
[?] n*gga, i’m not with the cappin’
[?] ’til we caught him in traffic
no need to run, yeah, this chopper shoot rapidly
don’t [?], but i’m smokin’ on rapper weed
no, i can’t go, i stay close to my frienemies
these n*ggas copy, they really my mini*mes (mini*mes, feelin’ me)
blu*ray the diamonds, they clear like a dvd
feel like john cena, these n*ggas ain’t seein’ me
how is you gang, then you work with the agency?
no more bologna, it’s steak when i’m catering
broad day, we slide down your block like a skating rink
[?] a bag full of jellybeans
i went straight to the top, that’s the reason they envy me (envy me)
[interlude]
envy’s feelin’ me (b*tch), yup
yup, yup, yup, yup

- big scarr lyrics

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