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letra de pumped up kicks - scy jimm

[intro]
mhm, ayy (dxnte, you snapped on this one)
yeah, yeah, yeah
big scy sh-t, n-gga
t2t
know what i’m sayin’?
best to ever do it, n-gga (uh, uh, uh, uh)
n-ggas can’t compare to me
you n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me
yeah, uh, uh (all that), uh, mmm, uh

[verse]
pumped-up kicks, these lanvins, i’m havin’ (yeah, yeah)
k!llin’ sh-t like michael myers, i just go to stabbin’
i’m f-cked up ’bout this one b-tch, i just love her body (i just love her body)
hit her from the back while lil’ shawty call me daddy (come here, bae)
i go all night long (i go all night long)
i been gettin’ to this money, b-tch, don’t call my phone (don’t even call)
drugs put me in my zone (in my zonе)
pull up all-black suburban with the off-whites on (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
spinnin’ like a dvd (yеah), ballin’ like i’m cp3 (ballin’ like i’m chris paul)
snow bunny from out of town, she beggin’ for this bbc (come here, bae)
they got my sh-t on repeat (huh?)
slidin’ bulletproof, who said i can’t come back to db? (big black truck, n-gga)
from lachaway to blimp, n-gga (yeah)
kept that sh-t a stack, i ain’t never been no simp n-gga (never been no simp n-gga)
two-point-five or better in my ‘wood, i don’t do skimps, n-gga (i don’t do skimps, n-gga)
throw his ass in the crab pot, you a shrimp, n-gga, on gang, uh (n-gga pot)
i’m my own boss, n-gga, i ain’t got no big homie (i ain’t got no big homie)
i got caught slippin’ once before, you know that b-tch on me (you know that b-tch on me)
pretty b-tch, named her memory, but i ain’t rich homie (i ain’t rich homie)
on my own, every other day, a n-gga switch on me (come on, man)
pushin’ a six-figure car with no license (skrrt)
i was f-cked up, tryna find them things for low prices (low prices)
sick of lame n-ggas, i got bronchitis (yeah, i got brochitis)
masi’ floatin’, it’s like a sp-ceship when i’m inside it
man, these n-ggas know what’s up (yeah), scy, throw it up (scy, throw it up)
i ain’t beefin’ with no broke boys, these n-ggas poor as f-ck (these n-ggas broke as f-ck)
wanna make a n-gga mad, take his b-tch and blow her up (come here, bae)
i been high for six days straight, i’m tryna sober up (on gang)
make money in my sleep, i’m dreamin’ ’bout that cheddar (dreamin’ ’bout that cheddar)
everything i do, i see ’em do, but i does it better (come on, bae)
got off my ass and ran my money up, got my sh-t together (i got my sh-t right)
i forgot the whole alphabet except one letter (what’s that?)
m, n-gga (yeah)
she leave her n-gga and come runnin’ back to jimm, n-gga (jimm, n-gga)
these n-ggas mad, they gotta face the fact i’m him, n-gga (come on, man)
i was broke back then, now i pull up trim, n-gga (yeah)
i’m ridin’ with an sk, shawn kemp, n-gga (grraow, grraow)
[outro]
all night long
gettin’ to this money, b-tch, don’t call my phone, n-gga
with the off-whites on, n-gga, yeah
f-ck a n-gga
come on now
time after time after time, n-gga
you know what i’m sayin’? uh

- scy jimm

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