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letra de 5am - scy jimm

[intro]
yo kelly, run that sh-t back!
n-gga
big scy sh-t n-gga
t2t n-gga what?
f-ck a n-gga
know what i’m sayin?
5 in the morning right now, know what i’m sayin?
mmh

[chorus]
get on these beats and get to snappin’, b-tch i been a beast
(b-tch i been a beast)
when i’m gone long, gon make sure they remember me (on gang)
cut him off cuz he was snaking, boy you been a leech (the f-ck)
get in my feelings when i get up off that hennessey (aye, aye)
i’m going insane (yeah)
let a n-gga play, i’m tryna buss a n-gga membrane
(gltaow, gltaow, gltaow)
p-ssy n-gga steady gone troll, i know jimm ain’t (hahaha)
in the booth sippin’ on some lit, this ain’t champagne
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
t2t the biggеst, scy that’s the campaign (big scy sh-t n-gga)
[verse]
i had to grind my whole life (huh)
lifе a gamble, all i know is roll dice (roll dice)
ain’t been to sleep, i been up the whole night (up the whole night)
ion want ya b-tch, you can have ya hoe back
(ion want ya b-tch n-gga)
when i’m f-cked up money and drugs make me feel better
(on gang)
we ain’t playin with no prop cheese, this is real cheddar
(real cheese)
these n-ggas switch, but me and mines, we gone stick together
(yeah)
blood in, blood out, we in this sh-t forever (aye, aye)
real florida boy, this sh-t tatted on me (yeah)
had to cut a couple n-ggas off, cuz they ratted on me
(the f-ck)
trench baby sittin’ in the booth, with that baggage on me
(on gang n-gga)
and he hatin’ cuz i’m hot, but i ain’t mad at homie
(the f-ck)
do this sh-t for all them times i had to eat bologna
(yeah)
get a n-gga gone, he tryna take my belongings
(gltaow, gltaow)
it ain’t ’bout who blow the fastest, who gone last the longest
(yeah)
bout my bruddas, choppa sing like the f-ckin’ jonas
(gltaow, who, who)
move wrong, you gone need more than a first aid kit
(first aid kit)
we can’t deal if you broke, i’m on some get paid sh-t
(i’m on some get paid sh-t)
he keep speakin’ on my name, betta count yo days b-tch
(on gang)
i ain’t gotta lift a finger, bro gone let that k spit
(gltaow)
i like me and mine over anybody, b-tch i’m biased
(b-tch i’m biased)
they was loud as f-ck, when i started dropping they got quiet
(on gang, on gang)
i’m tryna touch some m’s, kick my feet up on a island
(yeah)
young, dumb and turnt, everywhere we go we wildin’
[chorus]
get on these beats and get to snappin’, b-tch i been a beast
(b-tch i been a beast)
when i’m gone long gon make sure they remember me (on gang)
cut him off cuz he was snaking, boy you been a leech (the f-ck)
get in my feelings when i get up off that hennessey (aye, aye)
i’m going insane (yeah)
let a n-gga play, i’m tryna buss a n-gga membrane
(gltaow, gltaow, gltaow)
p-ssy n-gga steady gone troll, i know jimm ain’t (hahaha)
in the booth sippin’ on some lit, this ain’t champagne
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
t2t the biggest, scy that’s the campaign

- scy jimm

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