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absurd! - scimmy lyrics

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[intro]

produced by toby, hehehehe..

[hook: scimmy]

okay, like

one, two, three, got a b*tch on me
and she gettin’ her face all up in my *censored*, absurd!
took a blunt to the face, so tell me what the word
rooftop been cut out, the benz with the bird

don’t give a f*ck what you heard, b*tch
i’m gettin’ my bag and i know that for certain
your heart been breakin’, i know that it’s hurtin’
now she want a story, a whole different version

[verses: scimmy]

i rock out like i’m led zeppelin
boy think he sick and that we’d get your medicine
i got the tommy with me, ain’t no edison
this b*tch is wild off of weed and some hennessey, hennessey

if you got problems with jevy
we can make a blow*up bentley made of confetti
pump baby like carti, i don’t think that he ready
black twink gettin’ head in a ’92 chevy (woo)
na na na, i can make her sing like an opera
they see me outside, they be lockin’ up
big f*150, a tonka truck

i got, two bad ones, where are they from?
born to be choosey, i cannot pick one
back on my bullsh*t, i love it when it go like (hrra pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa)

meet me in the mosh pit, aw sh*t
the boss is on top, i love it when she is toxic
aim at your noggin, blast off like rocket
back and forth rockin’ with my dogs barkin’

you not allowed in my circle, it’s blockin’
couldn’t stay long like you ain’t paid for parkin’
typin’ your beef and it look like you bloggin’
i’m blockin’ you right from the jump like tim junkin

end of discussion
i don’t like talkin’ so stop with the fussin’
double the stack at casinos in dublin
i know what you like but i don’t make assumptions

he said, “i know!” so get it right, now
reflect up girl, b*tch, you better pipe down
money count up like a carton of byte sounds
(brrt brrt) it sounds like that
[hook: scimmy]

okay, like

one, two, three, got a b*tch on me
and she gettin’ her face all up in my *censored*, absurd!
took a blunt to the face, so tell me what the word
rooftop been cut out, the benz with the bird

don’t give a f*ck what you heard, b*tch
i’m gettin’ my bag and i know that for certain
your heart been breakin’, i know that it’s hurtin’
now she want a story, a whole different version

ooh!

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