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straight like that - big scarr lyrics

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[intro]
(bandp—)
(cody)
finna get straight to it, no playin’
(let the band play)

[chorus]
got me a check, i can buy you
widebody h*llcat whenever i slide through
shots hit his stomach, he can’t use the bathroom
freaky lil’ b*tch suck me up like a vacuum
when they hear my music, they turn up the volume
rock out on stage like american idol
used to be broke, now i’m these n*ggas’ idol
f*ck a h*llcat, b*tch, i want me a viper
f*ck on that b*tch, but we ain’t got no title
stolen car, paper tag, came with no title
custom my guns i buy, nearin’ a sniper
remember ma used to hide dope in my diaper
b*tch, i’m my daddy’s son, yeah, i’m the only don, kick that ho out, turn that ho to a hiker
crossin’ these drugs just to get me more higher
b*tch, i was trappin’, wasn’t tryna get hired
[verse 1]
f*ck on that b*tch from the back ’til she tired
this sh*t off the top, no, i don’t need a writer
n*ggas ain’t gangster, they internet typers

[interlude]
b*tch*ass n*gga
n*ggas hate me, but they b*tches love me though
uh, i be seein’ these n*ggas bitin’, tryna study my flow

[verse 2]
two glocks with switches, they b*tter, them b*tches go— at the push of a b*tton
broke b*tches can’t get me nothin’ but some of they head in a bonnet and food in my stomach
remember i took my first hundred, they couldn’t tell me nothin’, i was just makin’ plays out an onion
ran up a check, yeah, i’m stuntin’
reach for these chains on my neck, watch them shooters start dumpin’
b*tch, i came up from nothin’ to somethin’
ain’t gotta say it, they already know i’m the one
n*ggas really be hatin’ for nothin’
worried ’bout a b*tch when you need to go chase you some money
huh, broke ass

[chorus]
got me a check, i can buy you
widebody h*llcat whenever i slide through
shots hit his stomach, he can’t use the bathroom
freaky lil’ b*tch suck me up like a vacuum
when they hear my music, they turn up the volume
rock out on stage like american idol
used to be broke, now i’m these n*ggas’ idol
f*ck a h*llcat, b*tch, i want me a viper
f*ck on that b*tch, but we ain’t got no title
stolen car, paper tag, came with no title
custom my guns i buy, nearin’ a sniper
remember ma used to hide dope in my diaper
b*tch, i’m my daddy’s son, yeah, i’m the only don, kick that ho out, turn that ho to a hiker
crossin’ these drugs just to get me more higher
b*tch, i was trappin’, wasn’t tryna get hired
[outro]
b*tch*ass n*gga
big grim reaper gang
go get you some money
let’s go
no cap
drop mic
straight like that

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