Big Scarr - SoIcyBoyz 3
[Intro: Pooh Shiesty]
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
Ayy, ayy, blrrrd
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & ]
Section 8 'partments, I'm valid on pavement
Serving narcotics like back in the '80s ()
We got that gas you can't get at the station ()
The junks hit the dope and it made 'em go crazy ()
We got more drugs than the nurses at Grady ()
Worse come to worst, I'ma sell Nancy Reagan (Sell Nancy Reagan)
Woke up today, our community gated ()
Looked in the mirror like, "Nigga, you made it" ()
Thinking 'bout all of the charges I skated
From robbing and taking to entеr and breaking ()
I shake the pot, makе that jump to an eighty ()
Smoking Jamaican, eyes low as an Asian
I'm all in Miami, strapped up like a Haitian ()
Peep that they thinking, I feel the vibration ()
Bullets gon' hit, feel a burning sensation ()
Flipping that turf, have you running and racing ()
These junkies my patients, they walking and pacing ()
I had to cook up, had to tell 'em, "Be patient" ()
In my duplex with the bricks in the basement ()
Real street nigga, never wrote no statement ()
The team on the come up, we hardest to come out ()
Ball like I'm Jordan, yeah, I stuck the tongue out ()
Niggas got no cars, they sticking they thumb out ()
Keep it a hundred, I'm bringing the drum out ()
I pull my gun out, let's see how the turn out ()
My jits be bookin', they won't put the blunt out ()
They say it's a drought, make it rain when the sun out ()
All red Royce, skrrt, skrrt, do a burnout ()
My word is the law, no cap in my bar ()
Put ice on my heart and put tats on my scars ()
Might won a battle but lost the war ()
1017, we 'bout to ball ()
[Chorus: Foogiano & ]
I got sixty shots in this Drac' (Sixty), he move once, won't move again (Move again)
Talkin' all that shit, we burnt his bones (What?), his ashes caught the wind (They up in the wind)
Tolerate no disrespect (No), I'm Beyblade how I get to spinning (Get to spinning)
Dump him in that water (Bye), he ain't swimming, boy, that nigga missing ()
[Verse 2: Big Scarr]
We don't blank on missions, now he missing, swimming with the fishes (He with the fishes)
Wockhardt got me pissy, diamonds glisten, strapped up with that Glizzy
All my clothes be fitted, G-Star denim, these not True Religions (No True Religions)
If I take your soul, I'm not repenting, Grim Reaper my religion (I'm not no Christian)
Can't show the internet how I be living, still steamer ride through the city (City)
Stay out the way and get paid, niggas all in they feelings, on the internet, talking like bitches (They all acting like bitches)
Money come in different ways, I'm a junkie, off track selling bowls or I'm breaking a bitch (I'm breaking a bitch)
Yellow gold on my wrist, looking like piss (Piss)
If I go broke, then I'm taking a risk (A risk)
How you be sliding, but nobody got hit? (Huh?)
Yeah, we double back if we feel like we missed (We missed)
Yeah, I dropped a opp before I dropped me a hit (Yeah)
I'm not like these rappers, I'm not finna diss (These niggas cap)
Bitch having cake, make your bitch make a wish (A wish)
I keep going up, niggas keep throwing fits (Phew)
Ten thousand ain't nothin, blow this shit on a fit (Yeah, yeah)
Remember they doubted me, now look, I'm rich (Yeah, yeah, what?)
Still in the hood, posted up in the bricks
I still'll mask up, put that fire on them bitches (On God)
Niggas be put up when I'm in the city (Yeah)
I'm tired of beefing with niggas who snitching (Y'all niggas snitching)
Niggas don't want smoke, they just want attention (What?)
Double R gang, bitch, we be standing on business (Standing on business)
We really 'bout action, these niggas pretending (Pretending)
[Verse 3: Pooh Shiesty]
(Ayy, Big Blrrrd)
Yeah, big F&N for these fuck niggas (Fuck 'em), load your choppers (Fuck 'em), grab your vest (Grab a vest)
I'm still with them killers from Willett (Blrrrd), you know who shoot the best (Who shoot the best)
Ayy, I passed the shot off to KD (Yeah), felt like the point guard on the Nets (Right on the Nets)
I'm off a duece of Wock' (Wock'), three of Tris, and 'bout two Percocets (Wock', Wock', Wock')
Ayy, talk shit like I'm five hundred pounds, I'm strapped with like three hundred rounds (Hundred round)
And I still'll take your bowl from you (Blrrrd), know we quick to slime some shit down (Slime 'em down)
Drop thirty thousand on his top (Blrrrd, blrrrd), now they on his ass like a flagrant foul (Flagrant foul)
Don't got a cup, no, you can't come around (No), poured an eight, I’m in zombie town (In zombie town)
Ayy, the car was still moving, couldn't wait, I had to jump out (Jump out)
Make sure you shoot through a clip when you run down
Ayy, police keep taking my guns, I can't run now
Slept on his block for so long, now the sun out
Got rich, turned my apartments up (Yeah), I took my chain back to the compound (Ayy, the compound)
Ayy, we go by codes up in the field, drop an opp, we call that the touchdown (Ayy, that's the touchdown)
(Blrrrd, blrrrd, Big Blrrrd, huh?)
[Chorus: Foogiano]
I got sixty shots in this Drac' (Sixty), he move once, won't move again (Move again)
Talkin' all that shit, we burnt his bones (What?), his ashes caught the wind (They up in the wind)
Tolerate no disrespect (No), I'm Beyblade how I get to spinning (Get to spinning)
Dump him in that water (Bye), he ain't swimming, boy, that nigga missing (That pussy nigga missing)
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
Ayy, ayy, blrrrd
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & ]
Section 8 'partments, I'm valid on pavement
Serving narcotics like back in the '80s ()
We got that gas you can't get at the station ()
The junks hit the dope and it made 'em go crazy ()
We got more drugs than the nurses at Grady ()
Worse come to worst, I'ma sell Nancy Reagan (Sell Nancy Reagan)
Woke up today, our community gated ()
Looked in the mirror like, "Nigga, you made it" ()
Thinking 'bout all of the charges I skated
From robbing and taking to entеr and breaking ()
I shake the pot, makе that jump to an eighty ()
Smoking Jamaican, eyes low as an Asian
I'm all in Miami, strapped up like a Haitian ()
Peep that they thinking, I feel the vibration ()
Bullets gon' hit, feel a burning sensation ()
Flipping that turf, have you running and racing ()
These junkies my patients, they walking and pacing ()
I had to cook up, had to tell 'em, "Be patient" ()
In my duplex with the bricks in the basement ()
Real street nigga, never wrote no statement ()
The team on the come up, we hardest to come out ()
Ball like I'm Jordan, yeah, I stuck the tongue out ()
Niggas got no cars, they sticking they thumb out ()
Keep it a hundred, I'm bringing the drum out ()
I pull my gun out, let's see how the turn out ()
My jits be bookin', they won't put the blunt out ()
They say it's a drought, make it rain when the sun out ()
All red Royce, skrrt, skrrt, do a burnout ()
My word is the law, no cap in my bar ()
Put ice on my heart and put tats on my scars ()
Might won a battle but lost the war ()
1017, we 'bout to ball ()
[Chorus: Foogiano & ]
I got sixty shots in this Drac' (Sixty), he move once, won't move again (Move again)
Talkin' all that shit, we burnt his bones (What?), his ashes caught the wind (They up in the wind)
Tolerate no disrespect (No), I'm Beyblade how I get to spinning (Get to spinning)
Dump him in that water (Bye), he ain't swimming, boy, that nigga missing ()
[Verse 2: Big Scarr]
We don't blank on missions, now he missing, swimming with the fishes (He with the fishes)
Wockhardt got me pissy, diamonds glisten, strapped up with that Glizzy
All my clothes be fitted, G-Star denim, these not True Religions (No True Religions)
If I take your soul, I'm not repenting, Grim Reaper my religion (I'm not no Christian)
Can't show the internet how I be living, still steamer ride through the city (City)
Stay out the way and get paid, niggas all in they feelings, on the internet, talking like bitches (They all acting like bitches)
Money come in different ways, I'm a junkie, off track selling bowls or I'm breaking a bitch (I'm breaking a bitch)
Yellow gold on my wrist, looking like piss (Piss)
If I go broke, then I'm taking a risk (A risk)
How you be sliding, but nobody got hit? (Huh?)
Yeah, we double back if we feel like we missed (We missed)
Yeah, I dropped a opp before I dropped me a hit (Yeah)
I'm not like these rappers, I'm not finna diss (These niggas cap)
Bitch having cake, make your bitch make a wish (A wish)
I keep going up, niggas keep throwing fits (Phew)
Ten thousand ain't nothin, blow this shit on a fit (Yeah, yeah)
Remember they doubted me, now look, I'm rich (Yeah, yeah, what?)
Still in the hood, posted up in the bricks
I still'll mask up, put that fire on them bitches (On God)
Niggas be put up when I'm in the city (Yeah)
I'm tired of beefing with niggas who snitching (Y'all niggas snitching)
Niggas don't want smoke, they just want attention (What?)
Double R gang, bitch, we be standing on business (Standing on business)
We really 'bout action, these niggas pretending (Pretending)
[Verse 3: Pooh Shiesty]
(Ayy, Big Blrrrd)
Yeah, big F&N for these fuck niggas (Fuck 'em), load your choppers (Fuck 'em), grab your vest (Grab a vest)
I'm still with them killers from Willett (Blrrrd), you know who shoot the best (Who shoot the best)
Ayy, I passed the shot off to KD (Yeah), felt like the point guard on the Nets (Right on the Nets)
I'm off a duece of Wock' (Wock'), three of Tris, and 'bout two Percocets (Wock', Wock', Wock')
Ayy, talk shit like I'm five hundred pounds, I'm strapped with like three hundred rounds (Hundred round)
And I still'll take your bowl from you (Blrrrd), know we quick to slime some shit down (Slime 'em down)
Drop thirty thousand on his top (Blrrrd, blrrrd), now they on his ass like a flagrant foul (Flagrant foul)
Don't got a cup, no, you can't come around (No), poured an eight, I’m in zombie town (In zombie town)
Ayy, the car was still moving, couldn't wait, I had to jump out (Jump out)
Make sure you shoot through a clip when you run down
Ayy, police keep taking my guns, I can't run now
Slept on his block for so long, now the sun out
Got rich, turned my apartments up (Yeah), I took my chain back to the compound (Ayy, the compound)
Ayy, we go by codes up in the field, drop an opp, we call that the touchdown (Ayy, that's the touchdown)
(Blrrrd, blrrrd, Big Blrrrd, huh?)
[Chorus: Foogiano]
I got sixty shots in this Drac' (Sixty), he move once, won't move again (Move again)
Talkin' all that shit, we burnt his bones (What?), his ashes caught the wind (They up in the wind)
Tolerate no disrespect (No), I'm Beyblade how I get to spinning (Get to spinning)
Dump him in that water (Bye), he ain't swimming, boy, that nigga missing (That pussy nigga missing)
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