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[high]per - scotty k lyrics

mama said i’m
too hyper
crystal clear like kyber
couldn’t pay the price
i pistol whipped the pied piper
(thwap!)
peter piper picked a f*cking problem with the viper
so i hit him with the sh*ts, like he the bottom of the diaper
because

i’m so f*cking real that i hate changing my appearance
ima make it clear that no one near my kinda clearance
i’m so dialed in that i don’t fear no interference
and the world so f*cking wylin all i hеar is incoherence

and it ain’t no intеrmission with the way i make em break
all the ones who say they fishing, really only just the bait
yeah i’m aiming with precision, stay in silence like a wraith
i be moving with a vision
ya’ll be moving based on faith

ya’ll better pray
(better pray)
i don’t escape
(i don’t escape)
cause when the wolves come out
ya’ll turn to prey
(ya’ll turn to prey!)
ya’ll better stay
right out the way
(right out the way!)
cause anyone’s fair game
who wants to play?
(who wants to play?!)
yeah i got
cream up in my coffee
i be waking up to pay
i got money that be working
i got cash that let me play
got associates behind me
i got assh0l*s in my way
i got hoes that tryna find me
i got rats that run away

i get to grinding in my sleep
i ain’t talking t**th
(nope)
walk it like i run it
cuz they told me talk is cheap
(yup)
every night i’m blunted, only focused on the dream
f*ck it, i ain’t even sleepin’
i just take some time to breath
yeah they cowards if they doubted me
the next is me undoubtably
if they ain’t get the message
send em off the f*cking balcony
b*tches scoutin me
lost up in the mix like alchemy
the liquors in my chalice and the sauce is pouring outta me
and i’m out the cage again
and b*tch i been itching to rage again
got nothing at stake again
i’m willing to do what it takes to win
yeah i got em hating again
what bothers me
i didn’t change a thing
but i got the knowledge and patience to flip situations and then rearrange the game

watched all your sh*t on mute
you looked pretty cute
but your sound ain’t really linin’ up
it’s kinda p**p
you put more effort to your outfits
than stu
you got more tracks inside your trousers
than the booth
but with my sh*t
careful not to drown when this sound come around and hit you
i could name a few assclowns who got some
issues
it’s all the same sh*t, no matter the size of tissue
but they really think they something with a pistol

so that’s why
i ain’t gotta p*ssing pot to compete in
i mean it
just look at my p*n*s
how do i beat it
if i can’t fit the meat in?
to beat a god
why would the devil send a demon
hope you’ve come to terms with jesus
cause we bout to have the meeting

- scotty k lyrics

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