Scary Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yea
Yea
Yeaea
Hopped out in versace blue frames
Got da plug on the speed dial
Start my day i'm on my rounds
Choppin' grams, i'm smokin' pound after pound (uh)
I'm tarzan in the trap, way i'm surrounded by this green (uh)
Cemetery in my pockets, i could write your obituary (aye)
I can't trust a soul, man erry'body scary
I can't trust a soul man, erry'body scary
I can't trust a soul man erry'body, scary (yea yea yeaa)
New year but da m.o still the same,
It's money over bitches and it's money over fame,
I had to skrrrt on niggas, cos they was switching lanes
I'm a wokaholic, doctor said my kidney pink (pink)
Makin' money in my my sleep, shordy think i live in da bank (bank)
Codeine dreamin', i got
(Ahhh ahhhhh)
Codeine dreamin', pour a pint ima drank
These baguettes not paninis, got her skatin' on ice
She got lots of fantasies, she rub me like a genie
Diamonds mesmerised her, shordy woke up couldn't see me (uh ah)
Started with a pound and a dream, now my metric multilingual
Ain't nothin' what it seems
Euros, dollars, naira and yen (yen)
Iced out my lens, now i'm in rackistan
Canary yellow diamonds, i'm in love wit finer things
Off white denims throw it back to "03"
Motorola still blingin' (yea)
Chain still swingin' (what)
Plug still dealin' (dealin')
Orders comin' in (aye)
Hopped out in versace blue frames
Got da plug on the speed dial
Start my day i'm on my rounds
Choppin' grams, i'm smokin' pound after pound
I'm tarzan in the trap, way i'm surrounded by this green
Cemetery in my pockets, i could write your obituary
I can't trust a soul, man erry'body scary (aye)
I can't trust a soul man, erry'body scary
i can't trust a soul man erry'body, scary (yea yea yeaa)
All these drugs so i can sleep
All these racks so i can think
All these drugs still i can't sleep
All these racks still i can't think
(Still i can't think, still i can't think)