Master Lyrics

Aye yo you know, Scoop Duna

He's not really cut out for this life

You know, he's more of a jokester

He's never really had to face any challenges in his life per se (MC Icebergs)

Aye aye aye

All these texts not being read

Why you care bout this secret

Doing this and doing that

You don't care where I'm at

Puffin it like it's the last time we add four

Sippin' that sturdy cause that's what we asked for

I want it I need it oh baby I've got more

Taking thirties to the face in the school bathrooms

It's what we asked for when I got the four doors

Light it up I'm with the whole rosta'

Aye we getting right

Give me that Glock Imma need you to talk

It's what I asked for

I crashed my rav four

Hop out the door

We skirt out the lore

Puffin and scuffin no way to ignore

That baby I want it

I need it

Nothing can give me this feeling

Oh Woah

Puffin' on Zaza she got out the camera

Open the door to the floor it's a montage

Snappin the pics on the screen she a tappa

I need to be off it when I'm I rockstar

Yeah, I need it

I need it to beat it

I have to complete sit

On the chair left in your hair

I wanted you I needed you

Protection won't give you the truth

I'm with the rosta'

Puffin' it like the last time we add four

Sippin' that sturdy cause that's what we asked for

I want it I need it baby I've got more

Takin' thirties to the face in the school bathrooms

It's what I asked for when I got the four doors

Light it up with the whole rosta'

I want it I need it baby I've got more

Takin' thirties to the face in the school bathrooms

Puffin' on that za za she got out the camera

Open the door to the floor it's a montage

Snappin' the pics on the screen she a tappa'

I need to be off it when I'm a rockstar

I need it, I need it to beat it

I have to complete sit on the chair

I left your hair

I want you I need you

Protection won't give you the truth

You damn know you a boo

I bought you those designer shoes out in Malibu, yeah

Puffin it like it's the last time we add four, yeah

Sippin' that sturdy cause that's what we asked for, yeah

I want it I need it oh baby I've got more, yeah

Taking thirties to the face in the school bathrooms

You flopped like a fish

Give me this island I owe you a dish

Seventies, eighties, nineties are sick

Walk out the door attached is my stick

Woah woah woah you want more

I need it I want it it's what I asked for

Getting mad off the fruit like it's a rosta'

Doin' what I want cause I'm a masta'

Yeah I'm a masta'

Scoop's a masta'

I'm a masta'

Yeah, off beat I'm a masta'

Yeah yeah