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letra de the skree up - scott laroc

[chorus x2: scott laroc]
whip out the scale
let’s get sh-t crackin (the digi)
i just had a sale
tryna flip these packets (you dig me)
make it disappear
sh-t d-mn near magic (voilà)
gotta move the work
young man no lacking (get gwala)
who got the slaps on deck?
it’s on me
who got the thrax on deck?
it’s on me
it’s not bout a check then don’t check on me
i’m best getting checks all on my lonely

[verse 1]
i’m best getting checks all on my lonely
somehow i’m still gon’ bless my homie
put him on blockwork and test my homie
let’s see if he really ’bout this money
but i fear one day he might just get popped
way he press his luck always on the block
making all the right moves till one day just…
so i pray to the lord my mans don’t get got
ima roll one for pop, smoke one for nip
man i swear life is shorter than a clip
i need a zip, f-ck it a brick
i need a couple pounds i could flip
i don’t need grips, i keep a fist
ready for n-ggas acting like a b-tch
i’m not a crip, i ain’t no blood
scotty mcstoned could never be a thug
i am an ape, i do not f-ck with supreme
never the type that would skate
type n-gga straight hop your gate
type n-gga straight hop your fence
i don’t care who i offend
i’m tryna rack up these skins
i don’t care if i’m familiar
or new in these ends
i’m tryna get it again
double it, triple it
flip it & get it again

[chorus x2: scott laroc]
whip out the scale
let’s get sh-t crackin (the digi)
i just had a sale
tryna flip these packets (you dig me)
make it disappear
sh-t d-mn near magic (voilà)
gotta move the work
young man no lacking (get gwala)
who got the slaps on deck?
it’s on me
who got the thrax on deck?
it’s on me
it’s not bout a check then don’t check on me
i’m best getting checks all on my lonely

[verse 2: scott laroc]
no cheese in her purse
she ain’t got a t to her shirt
live full speed in reverse
she a feign for the perc
s-x on a set on the net
only fans can appease to her worth
she believed it would work
ass out bring the cash in
cash out now it’s g’s on her purse
to the cream from the dirt
first of her name
for the thirst of the fame
she a queen to the birds
now the king getting heard
scott back with a gas pack
mad raps getting mean with the words
a machine with the verbs
got a rhyme scheme so clean
dope fiends sell spleens for the verse
gotta lean when they heard
sh-t raw cold like slaw
mike jor from the free when i score
now you see like saw
scotty had a beam and a dream
no team just me from the start

[outro]
just me from the start
scotty had a beam and a dream
no team just me from the start

- scott laroc

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