42 Dugg - Skcretch Sum Lyrics

Yeah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Skcretch some'
Lately I been dreamin', puttin' this heater on the next run
Lil' bro on me to sign him, I can't sign 'em 'til he catch one
He say I'm the reason this shit is, so then I stepped up
F*ck whoever next up, tell 'em send they best one

We gon' send 'em back holdin' his hat with decompressed lungs
God helped me relax, I throw two back, help my depression
These niggas ain't steppers, they too sleepy and they messy eaters
Ecstasy, eyes bleedin', tryna wax 'em neatly
Niggas wan' be rappers badly, okay cool, let's book a feature
He kept hollerin', screamin', "Help me, Jesus"
When that choppa squeezin' (oh, Lord)
People need to learn how to take heat the same
'Cause I might not get you, 'til I do, then all you're people dyin'
I was quiet, puttin' it on the line, everyday for mine
Niggas bitches, all on IG lyin', know that they ain't slidin'
You ain't ever run or walk nothin' down, it's just somethin' that rhymes
Ask about me way before I signed, eye patch with a .9
With a button on the back, you slide, Allen side or die
We 'bout up and on, don't rock no fire if you ain't down to ride

Yeah, skcretch some'
Lately I been dreamin', puttin' this heater on the next run
Lil' bro on me to sign him, I can't sign 'em 'til he catch one
He say I'm the reason this shit is, so then I stepped up
F*ck whoever next up, tell 'em send they best one

I probably got a three piece, two attempts for Ric
And one with Skeet when he had ducked and I had bussed
I think he died, but f*ck it, I tried
And not no bitch, I f*ck with Val
If know shit, I'ma know that cow
All your hitters finally came from pow, yeah, wow
Knock down, ski's drown
Gotti blow, bands down
Shred or go, check that score
There's room for two, they have a O
Niggas be hoes, who the zone?
I was gettin' active, you was at home
Nigga, I know you, and I show you
Ain't been hoed, nigga, I ho you
Free my brodie, never had a co-d
Bitch got an AP, mama got a Rollie
And it's bust, bitch, free us
No more sellin' top, just cuz
'72 Impala drop, no f*cks
Still got thirteen in my bus
Lost my main man, so what?
What about y'all?
What about dawg, bitch?

Yeah, skcretch some'
Lately I been dreamin', puttin' this heater on the next run
Lil' bro on me to sign him, I can't sign 'em 'til he catch one
He say I'm the reason this shit is, so then I stepped up
F*ck whoever next up, tell 'em send they best one

Catch some',
Ridin' with two heaters in my demon
Tryna stretch some'
Sonny got away but it's okay
I'ma get the rest of 'em
They know they got death comin'
I still tweak for Neff, dummy (dummy, bitch)