letra de skrt skrt - big scarr
[intro]
(let the bandplay)
uh, uh, uh, hold on, let me talk to ’em
hear this sh-t, n-gga
i’m back
[chorus]
catch your backend, got me thumbin’ through it
on the road headed to the money, n-gga, where i’m born
i see him askin’ why i ain’t goin’ bad for it
street racin’ ’til your hear the engine, i don’t need a h-rn
cut some n-ggas off, now my back growing
vvs diamonds in my wrist and my mouth gold
and we havin’ motion like jiffy lube
still in the hood smokin’ dope, me and jimmy loose
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that’s what they hear when i come through
i be gettin’ money, n-gga, what you doin’?
chasin’ out the b-tch, now you broke, man, these n-ggas stupid
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that’s what they hear when i come through
takе your b-tch blew when i walk through
n-gga mean muggin’ ‘causе it’s beef, playin’ peekaboo
[verse 1]
and nah, i got street cred’, but i don’t brag on it
uh, drive the new whip with no tag on it
double b-tch spoiled, hit the dash and go fast on it
and i don’t wanna hit it, i pass on her
throw the b-tch the gang like they finna have a blast on her
stop dissin’ ‘fore you end up like your last homie
chopper knock a n-gga out his shoe, put a tag on him
toe tag on him
[chorus]
catch your backend, got me thumbin’ through it
on the road headed to the money, n-gga, where i’m born
i see him askin’ why i ain’t goin’ bad for it
street racin’ ’til your hear the engine, i don’t need a h-rn
cut some n-ggas off, now my back growing
vvs diamonds in my wrist and my mouth gold
and we havin’ motion like jiffy lube
still in the hood smokin’ dope, me and jimmy loose
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that’s what they hear when i come through
i be gettin’ money, n-gga, what you doin’?
chasin’ out the b-tch, now you broke, man, these n-ggas stupid
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that’s what they hear when i come through
take your b-tch blew when i walk through
n-gga mean muggin’ ’cause it’s beef, playin’ peekaboo
[verse 2]
yeah, you know the gang rich and ruthless
everybody ’round me, yeah, they gettin’ to it
you ain’t get no money, lil’ n-gga, what your trap doin’?
i was in the streets, i adapted to ’em
police-ass n-ggas, never see me giving dap to ’em
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