Scary ft. Breezy Lyrics

Brand new rollie in the Maybach

Shit getting scared, for real

Got new steelo in the paycheck

Bullets fly, niggas mama steady cryin

Goin' to church, ask the lord why her kids keep on dyin

I ain't forgot, it's a lot

Hope your nigga don't think you hot, cause you not

Boy I burn your ass and put you in a pot

Just think twice before you make your move

I'm really that dude, who is you

Niggas tellin' all in they interviews

That I ain't cool, took your bitch

Cause I'm really that smooth

Got nothin' to lose in this bitch

And we get up by four tools

Niggas know that they can't swim up in that water

I've been ballin' so much nigga, I feel like Coach Carter

I've been eatin' healthier, but I'm feelin' larger

And every time I get some racks, it make me go harder

Yeah these niggas mad

Yeah I got these racks

Yeah I spend it fast

And I get it back

Yeah she in this junt , actin' like she know me

Man niggas be actin' like the police

I don't trust these niggas

They can get a trigger

I really know some hitters

That will really get you

Yeah I'm off the liquor , I'm sick, but I feel sicker

Many niggas be so fake and make me feel realer

Got me lonely in the main pack

Got me stealin' when they chop

Bullets flyin', niggas call my steady cryin

Goin' to church, ask the Lord why her kids keep on dyin

I ain't forgot, it's a lie

Hope your nigga don't think you high, cause you not

Boy, I burn your ass and put you in a pot

Just think twice before you make your move

I'm really that dude, who is you

Niggas tellin' all in they interviews

That ain't cool to keep it

Cause I'm really that smoke

Got nothin' to lose in this bitch

And we get up out 4 tools

About 4 tools

Man, this shit gettin' scary

Niggas tryin' to blitz shit

Better throw a Hail Mary

Niggas tough and they dreams

In real life, they just some fairies

Niggas tough and they dreams

In real life, they just some fairies

Watch how I come up now

Bad bitches, I turn them down

They ain't want me when I was broke

And I ain't have a sound, HA

Nigga, who laughin' now

These hoes dirty and passed around

These niggas just some clowns too

I can't be around you

Snake in disguise, I can see in your eyes

You put a knife up in my back

I ain't even surprised

You can't get in, why

Cause you is not one of the guys

9 on my side

And you better duck when I let that bitch ride

I'm a drugstore, and I got what you need

I got weed, Perks, leans

Yeah, I'm servin' the fiend

I got white, not ice cream

Man, that shit is real mean

Bring your team, but they ass get left on the scene

Bullets flyin', niggas call me static crime

Goin' to church, ask the Lord

While her kids keep on dyin

I ain't forgot, it's a lot

Hope your niggas don't think you hot

Cause you not

Boy, I'll burn your ass and put you in a pot

Just think white, before you make your move

I'm really that dude, who is you

Niggas tellin' all in they interviews

That I ain't cool, so get busy

Cause I'm really that smoke

Got nothin' to lose in this bitch

And we get up out four twos

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