lirik lagu scary 2 – marrgielaa
[intro]
aye yuh b*tch
[verse]
i’m sticked up in the trap wit the gang
f*ckin that b*tch i don’t know her name
see 12 then i turn to usain
i ain’t the side n*gga i’m the main
if he talk down bullet skraight to his brain
i’m off the percs, n*gga i’m insane
n*gga get shot reachin for me chain
i’m on the block, n*gga wit the gang
you ain’t in the skreet, n*gga you a lame
she wanna f*ck cause i got fame
she wanna f*ck me n*gga for my diamonds
s*s*straight to the top n*gga yea i’m climbin
b*b*boy you ain’t solid n*gga why he lyin
i just took yo b*tch and i had you cryin
i just took yo b*tch you tried endin yo life
i’m only at home n*gga f*ckin yo wife
gun on my side i ain’t using knife
if it’s on sight i don’t wanna fight
glock in my left hand perc in the right
f*ckin yo b*tch and i’m doing it right
masked up go hit a stain late night
i’m in thе dark, i don’t f*ck wit light
i’m in the dark but my diamonds still shining
i’m smoking trees like i came from thе island
b*tch you the plug, n*gga i’m supplying
oh that’s yo man’s? n*gga well he dyin
oh that’s yo man’s? we put him in the ground
spinning yo block and im gunning you down
i’m in the trap, n*gga moved the pounds
i’m in the uh, wait
caught that n*gga man this sh*t gon get scary
f*ckin on hoes i don’t wanna marry
f*f*f*ckin on hoes man i’m not tryna cuff
i’m from the skreets where this sh*t get rough
n*ggas be cap acting like they tough
how many guns? b*tch i got enough
how many guns? i got plenty
outta this world, i feel like 20
h*how many hoes? n*gga i got many
look at my tee, n*gga and it’s fendi
my diamonds cold, feelin like benji
walk down ima slide wit a semi
run down on em and the stick fully auto
we k!lled yo brother, can’t see you tomorrow
you don’t got sticks? n*gga you can borrow
my life a game n*gga grand theft auto
my life a game n*gga gta
i’m on the block trappin everyday
get to the money n*gga anyway
never lackin gotta walk wit a k
run to the bag i ain’t doin no race
come to the spot wit a mask on my face
shoot at the witness n*gga f*ck a case
i’m in the trap and i’m makin plays
g*gotta a stick and i run in yo place
i’m off a perc n*gga i’m in sp*ce
don’t come near b*tch i need my sp*ce
oh that’s a thot kick her out my place
oh that’s a thot, f*ckin dip
glock on my side, stay on my hip
i’m in my bag, n*gga like chips
where is yo brother? n*gga r.i.p
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