Scat ft. Tu Lyrics

Yeee

It's a dun da dun

Soulja Livin' Tru, nigga

You know that

I'm in that Scat, don't get tapped, I'm bout to lose it, yeah

Me and Tu get bands out that trap, not no music, yeah

Nigga think we ain't really bout that there, must be stupid, yeah

Don't wanna see them smackers hop out that van and get the gooking, yeah

Clucker told me he know it was blicker, he could see the scale

Niggas lie, women lie, only thing I believe is sales

I ain't a jit, no more nigga, I can't believe in tales

I'm bout to open up a powder store, cause I got plates for sale

Dope so strong, you can taste the smell

You know the pole stay with me like keenan and kel

You know I'm due for a win, I've been taking them l's

You won't make it up top, the demons take you to hell

Now it's wishes to bring 'em back, they ain't taking it well

My scammer homies jack too, they say they taking your wells

I got green wock too, I get the case by the 12

Niggas know bout Soulja Livin' Tru, we really on that for real

I be doing deals, still ain't got me a deal

Bro got caught up with them pills, tryna get an appeal

Lil bro don't talk about them kills, but that nigga will kill

Don't nobody know for real, but that nigga for real

Pulling out that scat, I'm bout to lose it, yeah

You sending out that pack, I could move it, yeah

Ain't tryna hear no cop, change the music, yeah

I don't even wanna rap, let's just do it, yeah

Fuck this rap shit, I'm bout to put my mask back on

Show me love out of state, but niggas hating back home

Pop out with that black thing, but now I'm going back home

Soulja Livin' Tru, 758, that's my zone

Free lil Stick, free Head and free O-head

Just talked to Cleve and he told me get the most bread

She playing both sides, send a bitch, make sure that hoe dead

Then holla back, I'm doing donuts in a scat pack

Beam on the calico, I made that bitch go rat-a-tat

Matter of fact, I'ma throw him like a quarterback

Half-quarter pounds, if you want it, you can order that

We ain't light trapping, stupid dummy, we got more than that

Can't forget the fact I'm in this bitch with lil puwop

Rapping and he trapping, this nigga might have a few jobs

Hoorah, I've been going against the odds it's a newborn

It's a dun-dun-dun if it's ever bout the guwop

Pulling out that scat, I'm bout to lose it, yeah

You sending out that pack, I could move it, yeah

Ain't trying to have no cop, change the music, yeah

I don't even wanna rap, let's just do it, yeah