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sunkist - scarsred+ lyrics

[verse 1: scarsred+]
whoa ,hey ,hey ,hey
ha
he*he is a motherf*cking goofy(whoa)
that n*gga really pull up with a uzi
that n*gga short as f*ck he got no vert
yo b*tch sell tits like bob cousy(hey)
we sippin on wok we don’t give a f*ck(ha)
we hop out that b*tch in that tonka truck
i*i’m never lacking i keep it tucked(whoa)
these cap ass n*ggas we never trust( whoa)
i’m rocking fendi bought a lil prada(hey)
n*ggas buy sprite for the price of a dollar
she give me brain she a motherf*cking scholar(ha)
i’m running for president call me obama
call me obama(hey,hey,hey)
me and my n*ggas we pull up with choppas
h*hit a lil n*gga with that motherf*cking rocket
me and my n*ggas we ball james harden
i’m getting that money don’t give a f*ck
i ride in that in that tonka truck
i*i don’t say sorry
n*ggas be playing my song in the back of the party
pull up and skrt in the rari
all these diamonds on me and i’m dancing like carti
ball white plug and he call me a b*st*rd
if you dissing on gang then that sh*t is a hazard
w*whip out that glock turn that boy to a pastor
you got you some hoes but my b*tch is badder
you got you a whip but my sh*t is faster
she calling me daddy b*tch i am your master
if you hand the glock ima blow
you know i can’t loose so i’m upping the score
how many bullets i think i got*
how many bullets i think i got four
yo b*tch on my phone and she calling me bestie
g*y ass n*gga on the phone
keep talking about some oo xd
yo b*tch heard my song and she calling me s*xy
trash ass n*gga and you cannot best me(whoa)
[verse 2: kloutgabe+]
ha ha ha
tra*trash ass n*gga can’t hold me(whoa)
you want a feat n*gga you better owe me(hey)
you think i’m tryna collab you like ode
24 shots now feel like kobe(whoa oh oh)
sipping that icky that double cup holy
monclear coat on me it’s cozy
i got a white plug her name rosie
if you wanna feat n*gga you better pay 40
i’m sipping that icky that double cup(hey,hey,hey)
i’m riding that b*tch yeah that tonka truck(hey,hey)
i’m never lacking i keep it tucked(hey,hey)
these scr*p ass hoes we never f*ck(aye,aye ,aye)
i’m rocking fendi bought a lil prada(hey,hey,hey)
n*ggas buy sprite for the price of a dollar
fendi on me b*tch i’m rocking collars
feeling like tana i cannot give you a dollar(whoa)
brand new ferrari you know that i hop in it
brand new designer you know that i’m copping it
i heard your music you need to stop dropping it
that b*tch like me because my accomplishments
don’t f*ck with you, i don’t f*ck with you honestly
bad lil hoe and she topping me
f*cking this hoe and she call me a prodigy
trash ass n*gga there’s no way you stopping me
i’m a lyricist so why don’t you follow me
down in my comments like she wanna follow me
she give me brain she wanna swallow me(bean)
i’m about to pop a bean
momma ain’t raise no b*tch she is proud of me
f*ck yeah you can’t get it over for me

- scarsred lyrics

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