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lirik lagu favorite rapper – big scarr

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[intro]
(yung lan on the track)
woah, uh, uh, woah
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go (so icy)
woah
uh, woah, let’s go, let’s go (what up, noc?)

[chorus]
i’m not with the cappin’
i had to sell me some ‘bows, got a plug on them loads, no, i’m nothin’ like your favorite rapper
chopper hit, bet he get low, if we uppin’ the score all that talkin’ sh*t don’t even matter
no, i can’t beef on a post or with him ’bout a ho, let him play, it’s gon’ be disaster
n*gga want beef ’cause i blew as a rapper (no cap)
i’m not with the cappin’
i had to sell me some ‘bows, got the plug on them loads, no, i’m nothin’ like your favorite rapper
chopper hit, bet he gеt low, if we uppin’ the score all that talkin’ sh*t don’t еven matter
diamonds, they cold, i think i’m from alaska
i got it tucked, no, i ain’t finna wrestle
n*gga want beef ’cause i blew as a rapper

[verse]
three hundred bags of zaza, it’s a must (zaza, it’s a must)
‘member them days i was down bad and dusty (i was down bad and dusty)
old russian k, it’s still here, f*ck the rush (f*ck the rush)
ashes to ashes, turn his body to dust (turn his body to dust)
double r member, send shots out the cullinan
ride for the gang, never switch on my brother ‘nem (switch on my brother ‘nem)
i don’t shoot up houses, might hit your lil’ brother ‘nem
catch him in traffic, make him crash like a [?] (let’s go)
iron out your ass, bad b*tch, no lil’ kim (lil’ kim)
still ’bout the action like a movie film
ball above the rim, can’t pay me like brother ‘nem
uh, double r slide, can’t see, kiss the curb
now i’m puttin’ n*ggas on, i ain’t never been to work
slidin’ on your block like the subway surf’ (subway surf’)
real big dog, can’t come on my turf (h*ll no, still can’t come over here)
thinkin’ i’m a l!ck, i’ma leave a n*gga body in a he*rs* (i’m hard)
talkin’ down on me, he ain’t know what’s the curse (curse)
i got your b*tch throwin’ ass on a n*gga in reverse
give her perc’ tens, i ain’t never bought a purse
too geeked up, got her comin’ out her skirt (phew)
i don’t talk much, yeah, i let the racks flirt (phew)
ain’t with lil uzi, pull up in a ‘vert (uh)
[chorus]
i’m not with the cappin’
i had to sell me some ‘bows, got a plug on them loads, no, i’m nothin’ like your favorite rapper
chopper hit, bet he get low, if we uppin’ the score all that talkin’ sh*t don’t even matter
no, i can’t beef on a post or with him ’bout a ho, let him play, it’s gon’ be disaster
n*gga want beef ’cause i blew as a rapper (no cap)
i’m not with the cappin’
i had to sell me some ‘bows, got the plug on them loads, no, i’m nothin’ like your favorite rapper
chopper hit, bet he get low, if we uppin’ the score all that talkin’ sh*t don’t even matter
diamonds, they cold, i think i’m from alaska
i got it tucked, no, i ain’t finna wrestle
n*gga want beef ’cause i blew as a rapper

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