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letra de 672 - scrumbleman

[intro]
(bangthatsh-t)

[verse 1: scrumbleman]
all these blues in my pocket, granny think i’m bangin’ crip
you ain’t me, boy, you broke, we smokin’ ‘za right out the zip
i’m feelin’ presidential, ride around, five-percent tint
doin’ turnarounds in the booth, come out like clark kent
i gotta give it to our fans, they the ones that got us here
block ’em out about the gossip, but the pape’, i gotta hear
hop in the tesla model s, that’s some sh-t i ain’t gotta steer
this only me versus me, that’s some sh-t i ain’t gotta fear

[verse 2: fordio]
[?] you love, i ain’t tryna hear it
when i was down bad, everybody disappeared
thinkin’ ’bout $cam, then got to tearin’
i caught a jugg, then dropped a six to try to lift my spirit
i just wanna ball, these lame-ass hoes keep interferin’
don’t gotta say i jugg, you can tell by my appearance
caught again, got another phone off the insurance
i’ma go and get it long as they keep [?]

[verse 3: mjpaid]
no, it’s not my fault (nah), i’m just pourin’ thoughts
you won’t catch me trippin’, i got b-tches in the vault
so much sh-t that i done saw, i don’t think it’s comin’ back from that
catch me in the trenches while i’m chillin’, it’s my habitat
i get racks off stashin’ that, that sale, b-tch, i’m sn-tchin’ that
we gon’ blow exotic out the ‘bow, we don’t have to match
i’m so quick to leave a b-tch alone when [?]
hit the [?] with some giffies and we cash ’em back
[verse 4: scrumbleman]
got a belt, the switch, see my opps, i whoop ’em like they [?]
all that talkin’ sh-t up on the ‘net, i better not get your addy
make me mad, i’ll call my youngins, they gon’ go and steel your scatty
ain’t no money in your pocket, why the f-ck you always happy?
like, seriously, you can’t even pay your rent
r.i.p. $cams, i just poured a pop and had to drop a six

[verse 5: fordio]
it’s so many decisions like which b-tch i’m quittin’
walk in store blowed tryna find which pop i’m tintin’
got my granny mad, goin’ to sin in some christian
i can’t do the waitin’, you know me, i’d rather risk it
you know me, i sip this lean and [?]
brought that pape’, ain’t no question, on my brother boogz with it

[verse 6: mjpaid]
ain’t no questionin’, my brothers need me, gotta know i’m there
ain’t no questionin’ i’ll do this sh-t myself, ’cause they don’t care
who gon’ tell the b-tch that mj get so slimy, it ain’t fair?
[?] might get the chair, i ain’t talkin’ to no sheriffs
n-ggas copy everything i do just like a parrot (lame)
junk up in my pop, i ain’t fearin’ ’cause i cherish it (nah, nah)

[outro: mjpaid, fordio & scrumbleman]
i get racks off stashin’ that, that sale, b-tch, i’m sn-tchin’ that
we gon’ blow exotic out the ‘bow, we don’t have to match
it’s so many decisions like which b-tch i’m quittin’
walk in store blowed tryna find which pop i’m tintin’
got a belt, the switch, see my opps, i whoop ’em like they [?]
all that talkin’ sh-t up on the ‘net, i better not get your addy

- scrumbleman

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