"Memorial Charm" lyrics
(Ooh, MP)
Turn me up a lil' bit, turn me up a lil' bit
(Oh, Hicks made this shit)
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Yeah
Any nigga dissin' Scoom, like AC, his ass gettin' fanned
No, I don't do relationships, I'm tryna fuck you and your friend
Bitch, all I do is Amiri denim, plus I got rackades in my pants
Talkin' out your fuckin' neck, your ass gon' need an ambulance
Nah, I don't need no flashlight, in the dark, my diamonds still gon' dance
You know this trim-ass 41 gon' make a bitch take off her pants
Paid 20K for my Scoom pendant, it's a memorial for my mans
I just bought a Dub Block charm, you know that me and Bink locked in
I ain't got time to lease no whip, I'm tryna go cash out on a Benz
Me and lil' Mark got 41s, we Rollie boys, know that's my twin
Know I love exotic Glocks, these chopper shells, and this FN
We'll come invade your state and we ain't doin' no checkin' in
Like a weirdo, I'm on the side of your house, creepin'
Spent like seventy on my kit, all this new jewelry got me tweakin'
Drop an eight and now I'm leanin'
Where the Percs? You know I'm fiendin'
Heart cold like I'm anemic
Bitch, you know that it's slick season
Yeah, 12 hit they lights, it's guaranteed that I'ma leave 'em
Know my 41 is bust, so the numbers, hard to read 'em
Got some Faygos from the store, I got a four, I'm tryna bleach 'em
Nah, I ain't doin' no back and forth, I need like ten for a feature
Spent a night up at your bitch crib in her cheeks, she let me beat 'em
I just bust all on your bitch face 'cause my kids, I don't wanna see 'em
They just mad I found my way and after all ain't really need 'em
You know I hang with all the killers, bitch, Scoom Gang, you know we breed 'em
Any nigga dissin' Scoom, like AC, his ass gettin' fanned
No, I don't do relationships, I'm tryna fuck you and your friend
Bitch, all I do is Amiri denim, plus I got rackades in my pants
Talkin' out your fuckin' neck, your ass gon' need an ambulance
Nah, I don't need no flashlight, in the dark, my diamonds still gon' dance
You know this trim-ass 41 gon' make a bitch take off her pants
Paid 20K for my Scoom pendant, it's a memorial for my mans
I just bought a Dub Block charm, you know that me and Bink locked in
Turn me up a lil' bit, turn me up a lil' bit
(Oh, Hicks made this shit)
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Yeah
Any nigga dissin' Scoom, like AC, his ass gettin' fanned
No, I don't do relationships, I'm tryna fuck you and your friend
Bitch, all I do is Amiri denim, plus I got rackades in my pants
Talkin' out your fuckin' neck, your ass gon' need an ambulance
Nah, I don't need no flashlight, in the dark, my diamonds still gon' dance
You know this trim-ass 41 gon' make a bitch take off her pants
Paid 20K for my Scoom pendant, it's a memorial for my mans
I just bought a Dub Block charm, you know that me and Bink locked in
I ain't got time to lease no whip, I'm tryna go cash out on a Benz
Me and lil' Mark got 41s, we Rollie boys, know that's my twin
Know I love exotic Glocks, these chopper shells, and this FN
We'll come invade your state and we ain't doin' no checkin' in
Like a weirdo, I'm on the side of your house, creepin'
Spent like seventy on my kit, all this new jewelry got me tweakin'
Drop an eight and now I'm leanin'
Where the Percs? You know I'm fiendin'
Heart cold like I'm anemic
Bitch, you know that it's slick season
Yeah, 12 hit they lights, it's guaranteed that I'ma leave 'em
Know my 41 is bust, so the numbers, hard to read 'em
Got some Faygos from the store, I got a four, I'm tryna bleach 'em
Nah, I ain't doin' no back and forth, I need like ten for a feature
Spent a night up at your bitch crib in her cheeks, she let me beat 'em
I just bust all on your bitch face 'cause my kids, I don't wanna see 'em
They just mad I found my way and after all ain't really need 'em
You know I hang with all the killers, bitch, Scoom Gang, you know we breed 'em
Any nigga dissin' Scoom, like AC, his ass gettin' fanned
No, I don't do relationships, I'm tryna fuck you and your friend
Bitch, all I do is Amiri denim, plus I got rackades in my pants
Talkin' out your fuckin' neck, your ass gon' need an ambulance
Nah, I don't need no flashlight, in the dark, my diamonds still gon' dance
You know this trim-ass 41 gon' make a bitch take off her pants
Paid 20K for my Scoom pendant, it's a memorial for my mans
I just bought a Dub Block charm, you know that me and Bink locked in
Writer(s): Ethan Hicks, Jack Cohen Mungan, Craig Scheuring, Terrance Banks
