"scrimmage" lyrics
We do shit
Yeah, huh
My niggas trying to shoot but not no scrimmage
I can't let you leave me, girl, we ain't finished
Drugs in my system, mixed up like a canvas, woah
Took too many percs and now it's fucking up my vision
Huh, but never of you
I get high, I stalk your page when I know I have better to do
Yeah
I had fucked up, you blocked me, I wrote a letter to you
Yeah
They don't want me with no guns, gon' be bang-outs in Balenci' boots
(Buh-buh-buh, frrt)
And so we get high 'til I'm slumped over, now I love the world, yeah
She wan' fuck me 'cause I got "blue faces" but I ain't no stunner, girl
Mixing E401 with K56, I almost hurdled
I got a emo bitch tryna eat my nuts just like a squirrel
Just got off tour, never stop loving my supporters, the crowd loud
This shit sweet, nigga run up on me, last thing he heard was "Grr-baow"
All these bitches tryna steal my sound
I get high, she put me down
Ain't never been scared to cry out loud
I promise I'm wearing the lost and found
Huh
Ain't no category for my shit, that mean I'm not underground
I had fell in love with you and blicks, I used to love this sound
(Buh, buh, buh)
Pussy, you tell 'em 'bout smoke with who?
Ain't got no money, his ass better calm me down
Put some trey's on a nigga head and he punched out, wouldn't wanna be in the county
I wanna know what she thought when she found me
Can't kick it with no fat niggas, get the fuck from 'round me
Like baby, boy, her voice my life jacket when I'm drowning
Ho done ran through so much money these past few months, lost track of counting
Yeah, huh
My niggas trying to shoot but not no scrimmage
I can't let you leave me, girl, we ain't finished
Drugs in my system, mixed up like a canvas, woah
Took too many percs and now it's fucking up my vision
Huh, but never of you
I get high, I stalk your page when I know I have better to do
Yeah
I had fucked up, you blocked me, I wrote a letter to you
Yeah
They don't want me with no guns, gon' be bang-outs in Balenci' boots
(Buh-buh-buh, frrt)
Yeah, huh
My niggas trying to shoot but not no scrimmage
I can't let you leave me, girl, we ain't finished
Drugs in my system, mixed up like a canvas, woah
Took too many percs and now it's fucking up my vision
Huh, but never of you
I get high, I stalk your page when I know I have better to do
Yeah
I had fucked up, you blocked me, I wrote a letter to you
Yeah
They don't want me with no guns, gon' be bang-outs in Balenci' boots
(Buh-buh-buh, frrt)
And so we get high 'til I'm slumped over, now I love the world, yeah
She wan' fuck me 'cause I got "blue faces" but I ain't no stunner, girl
Mixing E401 with K56, I almost hurdled
I got a emo bitch tryna eat my nuts just like a squirrel
Just got off tour, never stop loving my supporters, the crowd loud
This shit sweet, nigga run up on me, last thing he heard was "Grr-baow"
All these bitches tryna steal my sound
I get high, she put me down
Ain't never been scared to cry out loud
I promise I'm wearing the lost and found
Huh
Ain't no category for my shit, that mean I'm not underground
I had fell in love with you and blicks, I used to love this sound
(Buh, buh, buh)
Pussy, you tell 'em 'bout smoke with who?
Ain't got no money, his ass better calm me down
Put some trey's on a nigga head and he punched out, wouldn't wanna be in the county
I wanna know what she thought when she found me
Can't kick it with no fat niggas, get the fuck from 'round me
Like baby, boy, her voice my life jacket when I'm drowning
Ho done ran through so much money these past few months, lost track of counting
Yeah, huh
My niggas trying to shoot but not no scrimmage
I can't let you leave me, girl, we ain't finished
Drugs in my system, mixed up like a canvas, woah
Took too many percs and now it's fucking up my vision
Huh, but never of you
I get high, I stalk your page when I know I have better to do
Yeah
I had fucked up, you blocked me, I wrote a letter to you
Yeah
They don't want me with no guns, gon' be bang-outs in Balenci' boots
(Buh-buh-buh, frrt)
