(And here we... Go!)
We finna pop like a shuvit
SCRTSKRT we hot like the oven
Lately I feel like f*ck it
Ionno wen my time coming
But lately I feel like I want it
I'm constantly chasing this money
Constantly collecting bucks
Constantly giving no f*cks
I can honestly say
My pockets they just got the mumps
Thinking bout me why you worried?
Seeing my pockets they just want me buried
Most of cops want me caged like a birdie
You my fam, why you wan hurt me?
These niggas be snakes if you listen
Ion Nas but this shit is written
Hella niggas keep saying I'm gifted
But I do this for me not to fit in
Hear the pain in my voice
I'm making noise to valuable source
To my fallen souljahs
I'm lighting the torch
To niggas that left
I got no remorse
Trap Boi Brizzl - Scrt4l Lyrics
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(And here we... Go!)
We finna pop like a shuvit
SCRTSKRT we hot like the oven
Lately I feel like f*ck it
Ionno wen my time coming
But lately I feel like I want it
I'm constantly chasing this money
Constantly collecting bucks
Constantly giving no f*cks
I can honestly say
My pockets they just got the mumps
Thinking bout me why you worried?
Seeing my pockets they just want me buried
Most of cops want me caged like a birdie
You my fam, why you wan hurt me?
These niggas be snakes if you listen
Ion Nas but this shit is written
Hella niggas keep saying I'm gifted
But I do this for me not to fit in
Hear the pain in my voice
I'm making noise to valuable source
To my fallen souljahs
I'm lighting the torch
To niggas that left
I got no remorse
We finna pop like a shuvit
SCRTSKRT we hot like the oven
Lately I feel like f*ck it
Ionno wen my time coming
But lately I feel like I want it
I'm constantly chasing this money
Constantly collecting bucks
Constantly giving no f*cks
I can honestly say
My pockets they just got the mumps
Thinking bout me why you worried?
Seeing my pockets they just want me buried
Most of cops want me caged like a birdie
You my fam, why you wan hurt me?
These niggas be snakes if you listen
Ion Nas but this shit is written
Hella niggas keep saying I'm gifted
But I do this for me not to fit in
Hear the pain in my voice
I'm making noise to valuable source
To my fallen souljahs
I'm lighting the torch
To niggas that left
I got no remorse
Writer: Trap Brizzl
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