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letra de for this - scy jimm

[intro: scy jimm]
(upnorth)
i’m up, you don’t know how many nights i asked for this
how many nights i asked for this
(drkside made this?)
yeah, i got it for the eight, but i need a stack for this
know i’m saying?
once you switch sides, b-tch n-gga, it ain’t no coming back, no
i just— touchdown, i’m not no f-ckin’ running back, hmm

[chorus: scy jimm]
i’m up, you don’t know how many nights i asked for this (yeah)
yeah, i got it for the eight, but i need a stack for this (n-gga, i need a stack, n-gga)
ten racks on me, lil’ boy, you can get whacked for this (ayy, grrlaow)
i really got it out the mud, i broke my back for this
real za when i inhale, it’s all in my lungs (it’s in my lungs)
k3 couldn’t make a chorus, so i hopped on the song (huh)
and i can feel my time coming, know it won’t be long (no)
.45 bullets huge, them b-tches look like thongs (hey)
[verse 1: scy jimm]
once you switch sides, b-tch n-gga, it ain’t no coming back (it ain’t no coming back)
i just made a touchdown, i’m not no f-ckin’ running back (i’m not no f-cking running back)
bullets strike you just like lightning, we spinnеd in a thundercat (grrlaow, grrlaow, grrlaow)
i just caught another play, woke up to anothеr rack (ayy, yeah)
my money good, it don’t solve all my problems (hmm)
but this glock done solved a lot of problems, yeah (swear to god)
i’ll pop a n-gga like a f-cking collar (grrlaow)
to have my n-ggas free, i’ll give away all my dollars (yeah), eh

[verse 2: k3racksss]
i’m in a taurus, i’m sliding with a taurus (yeah)
might catch his ass lacking, we gon’ turn lil’ bruh to forrest
forever paper chasing, you can keep [? 1:26] (swear to god)
was tryna catch this play, didn’t have no chance to write a chorus
lil’ bruh [? 1:29] no cut, just to get to blowin’ (fah, fah)
i’m dyin’ ’bout the gang, right or wrong, you n-ggas know it
n-ggas know i keep fire, ain’t no need for me to show it (yeah)
hit the gas on them crackers, ain’t no need for me to throw it (skrrt, skrr)
[chorus: scy jimm]
i’m up, you don’t know how many nights i asked for this (yeah)
yeah, i got it for the eight, but i need a stack for this (n-gga, i need a stack, n-gga)
ten racks on me, lil’ boy, you can get whacked for this (ayy, grrlaow)
i really got it out the mud, i broke my back for this
real za when i inhale, it’s all in my lungs (it’s in my lungs)
k3 couldn’t make a chorus, so i hopped on the song (huh)
and i can feel my time coming, know it won’t be long (no)
.45 bullets huge, them b-tches look like thongs, ayy

- scy jimm

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