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kilo (remix) - scotty music lyrics

[chorus: scotty music]
i’m taxing about a band for the 808
got them motherf*ckers that will make the earthquake
and i’m a need a rack for the clap, because i know the club love that
i’ma keep the b*tches twerkin off my hi hat
but ain’t sh*t free you got to buy that
only deals if you f*cking with the team because i don’t know you other n*ggas f*ck you mean no

[verse 1: scotty music]
i’ve got to work fresh out the kitchen
i cook it up right i ain’t missing
dope beats coming by the kilo n*gga i ain’t worried about the rico
got my them rap n*ggas come out the trenches
got them in line like a fiend for a fixin
scratching on they ear i know they need just listen
because i control the streets can’t act like you don’t hear it
gotta drop some stacks if you want to get a beat though
f*ck being humble. got a ego
ballin on you n*ggas like a free*throw. and i don’t f*ck with bron i f*ck with d rose. pull up in a foreign i’m flexin
bought it off da work no question
only bad b*tches in my section
got to work so official come test it

[chorus: scotty music]
i’m taxing about a band for the 808
got them motherf*ckers that will make the earthquake. and i’m a need a rack for the clap, because i know the club love that
i’ma keep the b*tches twerkin off my hi hat
but ain’t sh*t free you got to buy that
only deals if you f*cking with the team because i don’t know you other n*ggas f*ck you mean no
[verse 2: lil baby]
dawg, why you trippin’ ’bout a p*ssy?
you done fell in love with a p*ssy
i’ma hit it once and keep it pushin’
f*ck her while her best friend [?]
i ain’t been home in a week
i been gettin’ money all week
bout a time to get some sleep
took your main b*tch out to eat
i got them bricks like i’m rico
i’m sellin’ gas like a petrol
i used to serve off a metro
[?]
ballin’ hard like i am mutombo
kickin’ sh*t with scottie in toronto
i make them bricks disappear
i get them bircks on a lear
say want a ten for a bear
i’ma give ’em ten for the beat
twist up the rap, i can’t die in the streets
i know my momma depending on me
808 banging in the background
i got a bag now
i never beg down
i spray ’em hundreds of rounds
[chorus: scotty music]
i’m taxing about a band for the 808
got them motherf*ckers that will make the earthquake
and i’m a need a rack for the clap
because i know the club love that
i’ma keep the b*tches twerkin off my hi hat
but ain’t sh*t free you got to buy that
only deals if you f*cking with the team
because i don’t know you other n*ggas f*ck you mean no
no f*ck u mean i don’t no them other n*ggas f*ck u mean no

- scotty music lyrics

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